LOVE / DARK
I Love You, My Love, But I Won’t Marry You
Folk in the road
Hi my dear
No doubt, I love you
You’re the one I love the most
You’re sweet, beautiful, gentle, pure
The typical girl-next-door that I like
I truly enjoy spending time with you
However, I won’t marry you
I’ll marry the other lady
She is not as sweet and pure as you
But she’s from a wealthy family background
This is a handy ‘tool’ for me to get myself out of poverty
It’ll elevate me straight to the pinnacle of success
Don’t get me wrong
I won’t leave you
I still want to care for you
I want you to be my mistress
I still want to love you
I’m a pragmatist, I want the best of both worlds
I want riches and love
I’ll give you a good life
Can you please be my mistress, my love?
We all know that imperfection is life
Sometimes we have to make some tough choices
And there is simply no good decision
I don’t live in the fantasy world
I live in the real world
Where competition is throat-cutting
Sorry, I was determined to break away from poverty
I like her but I love you
Call me selfish
But this is the dark side of human nature
Sometimes we need to be less angelic to enjoy the riches of the world
Some perceived ugly but harmless things are ‘okay’ so long they stay a secret forever
The world is never as simple as black and white, right?
You’ll still have my love and care for life
I promise I won’t have other women besides you
You know that I am never the playboy type
You may not find another man who will love you the way I do
If you do, you’re free to leave me for him if you wish
I’ll feel sad but I’ll be okay
I love you, but I love myself more
Parting words
This is written based on a true story from a podcast. The couple had been together for years since college in their hometown. The guy joined a big corporate company in the big city, while the girl stayed in their hometown to care for her aging parents.
The guy faced several setbacks in his career and he felt dejected. When the only daughter of his big boss expressed interest in him for marriage, he decided to take the plunge.
Sometimes(or often), love and marriage are two different things, even among the common folks.
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