THE PROBLEM WITH INTERRUPTING
A Cautionary Tale ;)
By Linda Eve Diamond
She said I couldn’t love you
He snapped a quick reply:
You said you did, you lied to me, but then—all women lie.
With that, he gathered up his things and spewed a harsh goodbye.
She would have loved him always, but he had one awful flaw.
He interrupted her every sentence, her every little thought.
But oh, how she cried when he walked out the door.
The rest of her sentence would have been more!
©2013 Linda Eve Diamond, The Beauty of Listening