Tied Forever....
He said, "I can't live with you." She said, "We can't get along together." They both said, "We want divorce!" That, was their final decision. They placed some dollars on the Justice's table, And got ready for it. The Justice handed over the decree, They remembered. Their marriage, Their well spent moments, Their trips, Their smiles that they smiled together, The sobs that they sobbed together, The photos that they clicked together, And most importantly, The feelings that they had for each other. Both of them looked at each other, Because they knew They were possessing the same feelings. Teardrops were on the decree. They wanted to resume their marital life. They didn't want divorce. But they couldn't cancel it. They were no longer husband and wife. They broke down. But then the Justice's words, Appeared as the silver lining to the dark cloud. They could be remarried. Again smiled their hearts. Again lighted up their face. Again did they longed for each other. All of this happened because love persisted in their hearts Right from the start. Again did both of them want to be tied forever....
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STELLA RAYMOND
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