A dark look into a long relationship soon to be terminated
I felt 101% certain that she was the one for me although maybe in a class of her own and out of my reach, I was determined to make her, my own.
Yes without a doubt I was in love, truly in love for the very first time and with what a beauty, Italian with one of those names that started with a B and ended with an A but what is in a name? I call her my Italian goddess you know what I mean an Italian job with a soft slightly oily complexion.
After a few months of summing up a hell of a lot of courage I took the plunge and what do you know everything went fine no problem, I only wish I had had the nerve to ask questions about her right at the beginning. But you know how it is when you're young and in love always scared of some sort of knock back.
So she has lived with me for far too many years than I care to remember but we are very happy together we go out everywhere together and we're practically inseparable.
I cannot stop telling my Italian goddess how much I love her and I hold her close and kiss her just like I did on that very first day. The years haven't been too kind to me but do you know she hasn't aged a day or at least in my eyes she hasn't.
What is to become of us after all this time together, well I knew the answer to that on the first day I set eyes on her. I have always known that although she has been my life you could say my salvation she will also be my release.
So here I sit writing what could be interpreted as my last will and testament on my personal computer so that everyone can see just how truly happy me and my goddess have been together.
At this juncture I will say goodbye to one and all and thank you my goddess for my final release.
I think just the one bullet in my beautiful Berretta.
AVW 17th November 2005
Short story by Albert
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Written on 2005-11-17 at 22:05
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Italian Goddess
I knew from the very first moment I set my eyes on her I just knew that I wanted her with all of my heart and soul and every other part of my body.I felt 101% certain that she was the one for me although maybe in a class of her own and out of my reach, I was determined to make her, my own.
Yes without a doubt I was in love, truly in love for the very first time and with what a beauty, Italian with one of those names that started with a B and ended with an A but what is in a name? I call her my Italian goddess you know what I mean an Italian job with a soft slightly oily complexion.
After a few months of summing up a hell of a lot of courage I took the plunge and what do you know everything went fine no problem, I only wish I had had the nerve to ask questions about her right at the beginning. But you know how it is when you're young and in love always scared of some sort of knock back.
So she has lived with me for far too many years than I care to remember but we are very happy together we go out everywhere together and we're practically inseparable.
I cannot stop telling my Italian goddess how much I love her and I hold her close and kiss her just like I did on that very first day. The years haven't been too kind to me but do you know she hasn't aged a day or at least in my eyes she hasn't.
What is to become of us after all this time together, well I knew the answer to that on the first day I set eyes on her. I have always known that although she has been my life you could say my salvation she will also be my release.
So here I sit writing what could be interpreted as my last will and testament on my personal computer so that everyone can see just how truly happy me and my goddess have been together.
At this juncture I will say goodbye to one and all and thank you my goddess for my final release.
I think just the one bullet in my beautiful Berretta.
AVW 17th November 2005
Short story by Albert
Read 923 times
Written on 2005-11-17 at 22:05
Tags Love Dark Happiness
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