Eitt kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 kn\u00fdr hann svo dyra einu sinni enn. \u00cd \u00feetta sinn opna \u00e9g \u00fev\u00ed \u00fea\u00f0 er \u00f3h\u00e6tt.<\/p>\n
-Hvernig l\u00ed\u00f0ur \u00fe\u00e9r \u00ed hjartanu?\u00a0spyr \u00e9g.
\n-Hjarta\u00f0 \u00ed m\u00e9r d\u00f3 \u00ed barn\u00e6sku,\u00a0segir hann eins fr\u00e1leitt og \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00fa er og kannski tr\u00fair hann \u00fev\u00ed sj\u00e1lfur.
\n-Og hvernig l\u00ed\u00f0ur \u00fe\u00e9r sj\u00e1lfri \u00ed hjartanu?\u00a0heldur hann \u00e1fram.
\n-Eins og k\u00f3koshnetu,\u00a0segi \u00e9g. Honum finnst l\u00edkingin fyndin en reynir ekki a\u00f0 skilja hana. Enda hefur hann sj\u00e1lfsagt m\u00e6tt til leiks me\u00f0 fyrirframgefnar hugmyndir um \u00fea\u00f0 hvernig m\u00e9r l\u00ed\u00f0i \u00ed hjartanu.
\n-\u00c9g hef aldrei h\u00e6tt a\u00f0 elska \u00feig,\u00a0segir hann.
\n-J\u00e6ja,\u00a0segi \u00e9g \u00e1hugalaus.
\n-\u00de\u00fa meiddir mig,\u00a0segir hann en \u00e9g svara \u00fev\u00ed ekki.
\n-\u00de\u00fa reyndir a\u00f0 \u00fdta m\u00e9r fr\u00e1 \u00fe\u00e9r. \u00de\u00fa reyndir a\u00f0 loka \u00e1 mig.
\n-\u00c9g \u00fdtti \u00fe\u00e9r fr\u00e1 m\u00e9r og loka\u00f0i \u00e1 \u00feig og \u00fea\u00f0 \u00e1n mikillar fyrirhafnar, hugsa \u00e9g en segi \u00fea\u00f0 ekki upph\u00e1tt. \u00dea\u00f0 er \u00f3\u00fearfi a\u00f0 sn\u00faa hn\u00edfnum \u00ed s\u00e1rinu.
\n-En \u00e9g h\u00e6tti samt aldrei a\u00f0 elska \u00feig.<\/p>\n
\u00d3 menn! \u00c9g veit a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa h\u00e6ttir ekki a\u00f0 elska mig. \u00dea\u00f0 er ekki einu sinni val. \u00dea\u00f0 er ja\u00f0armanni nau\u00f0synlegt a\u00f0 elska konu sem s\u00e9r \u00ed gegnum hann og skilur \u00fea\u00f0 sem h\u00fan s\u00e9r og \u00fea\u00f0 vill til a\u00f0 \u00e9g er s\u00fa kona. Og ekki halda a\u00f0 \u00e9g beri kala til \u00fe\u00edn \u00fe\u00f3tt \u00e9g hleypi \u00fe\u00e9r aldrei framar inn \u00ed hjarta mitt. \u00c9g met \u00e1st \u00fe\u00edna mikils, \u00ed alv\u00f6ru \u00e9g virkilega met hana mikils \u00fev\u00ed h\u00fan hefur haldi\u00f0 \u00ed m\u00e9r l\u00edfinu \u00e1 k\u00f6flum. Og \u00feegar allt kemur til alls ertu laus vi\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e1 andstyggilegu tegund g\u00f3\u00f0mennsku sem \u00ed or\u00f0i skilur og sam\u00feykkir en stingur mann svo \u00ed baki\u00f0, \u00e9g met \u00fea\u00f0 l\u00edka mikils.<\/p>\n
En yndi\u00f0 mitt, \u00e9g veit l\u00edka a\u00f0 \u00feig mun alltaf vanta \u00feessa tvo sentimetra upp \u00e1 a\u00f0 elska mig n\u00f3g.<\/p>\n
Eitt kv\u00f6ldi\u00f0 kn\u00fdr hann svo dyra einu sinni enn. \u00cd \u00feetta sinn opna \u00e9g \u00fev\u00ed \u00fea\u00f0 er \u00f3h\u00e6tt. -Hvernig l\u00ed\u00f0ur \u00fe\u00e9r \u00ed hjartanu?\u00a0spyr \u00e9g. -Hjarta\u00f0 \u00ed m\u00e9r d\u00f3 \u00ed barn\u00e6sku,\u00a0segir hann eins fr\u00e1leitt og \u00fea\u00f0 n\u00fa er og kannski tr\u00fair … Halda \u00e1fram a\u00f0 lesa