Yeah…I heard that song playing.
Buddhist Babe was lying on her tummy listening to this song. Her top part naked, bottom half covered by the white duvet.
Hang on! Isn’t my babe a Catholic?
Oh no. This is the Buddhist Babe. And this is a special request from her.
I walked to the side of the bed nearest to her. “What’s wrong, Babe?” I asked, stroking her hair gently.
“I just feel sad my man broke my heart into pieces,” she said in a sad tone.
“But I’m here at your request,” I began.
She turned to look at me and held my hand.
“Will you unbreak my heart, please?” she asked softly.
Well, I hate to tell her the truth. To unbreak a heart isn’t easy. But I can start stuffing glue-like stuff inside her. Might glue back her heart too.
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