16 May 2012
She was mad, He was left, Before that night, She'd known nothing right.
They were like kids, Loving little games. There'd come diamonds, Sparkling in the showcase, They'd stole and kept in their storehouse, as souvenirs. And those jewels, spirits, luxuries, and Bentleys, They'd stolen from secured malls, showing off the glories.
Plans of them were random, Stealing stuffs as long as they love 'em. He'd started conversations with shopkeepers, as covering. She's pretended to look around, actually was stealing. Performed as Batman & Robin, they'd succeeded every time, And they had a good time.
He'd left with a note on the fridge, On which said the relation between them was just a game, not love. Coz every process, every step was under the control of him. He won the game, He got bored, He prepared to leave, Now the leaving issue pissed her off.
She received many receipts, Of the stolen trophies, In a few weeks. Thousands of millions, He'd paid all those.
His lawyer came with documents, She'd got his house, his cars, his Co.s and his pets.
She was shocked!!! How come he'd been so rich? Weren't thee living for stealing things?
She asked his lawyer where he went, The lawyer was like keeping a secret.
Supplicated, implored, threatened, menaced, Wept, cried, In a desperate attempt... She' got the news that night.
His tests showed an incurable disease. He'd died before several days, In a cabin in the forest surrounded by lakes, With her photos, Holding in his hands, And a smile, On his face.
She was sad, He was dead, Before that night, She'd know nothing about that.
The News • Opuss № I