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The Sad Boy and The Sad Girl, part 3

If you were the sun

I’d lie in your rays for eternity.

If you were the earth

I’d spend my life on the ground.

But you are only a man

So let me exist enfolded in your arms.

Time had stopped for the span of one afternoon. But now, the sun was sinking swiftly in the western sky. The Sad Boy and the Sad Girl reluctantly acknowledged that they needed to return.

Slowly they pedaled the boat. Hand in hand they walked up the mountain stopping every few feet just to look in to each others eyes. Their steps were slow although they knew the Sad Girl was expected to return.

They couldn’t go back to the world yet. They were just found and didn’t want to part. The bottom corner of the Sad Girl’s lip was a little swollen from too much sun, too much salt water and not enough kisses. When she pointed to her lip, the Sad Boy smiled and shook his head. He knew what to do. The Sad Girl already knew he did.

They stopped at a café. The Sad Boy said something to the barista then led the Sad Girl to a private garden with tables and chairs scattered under the trees. Drinks were served along with some ice for the Sad Girl’s tender lip.

They made plans- for the next day, for their life. It was only the Sad Boy and the Sad Girl. Nothing else mattered, for what was tinder without spark or spark without tinder? It’s only together that fire burns.

The Sad Girl heard a voice in the distance. The Sad Boy motioned to her- a finger covering his lip. She rolled her eyes at the sound. Reality, in the form of her brother-in-law, dared to intrude. Frantically he was asking if the Sad Girl and the Sad Boy had been seen. The barista’s answer was no. He had seen no one. The Sad Boy was never seen unless he wanted to be seen. The Sad Girl was happy to know that.

They finished their drinks. They both knew it was time to return the Sad Girl.

With a whispered kiss and plans for the next morning, the Sad Girl closed the car door then walked inside to be greeted by a frantic sister and brother-in-law.

They asked about her day not mentioning that they had been out looking for her. The Sad Girl told them she was getting married AND she was not returning home. The Sad Girl, the rock in the shoe, had suddenly turned into a diamond or a pearl in the space of an afternoon and it was left to her sister to inform their mother. Their mother would not be happy.  The Sad Girl did not care. She feigned sleepiness and retired for the evening telling her sister that she had plans for the next day.

She showered reluctantly. She didn’t want to wash off the smell of the Sad Boy on her skin. She could still feel the Sad Boy.

She laid her head on the pillow and whispered to God a thank you. It was her 24th birthday and the love of the Sad Boy was the best present she ever received.

All night he filled her dreams but when she went to reach for him, only her teddy bear was there.

Goldilocks

 

The Sad Boy and The Sad Girl, part 2

Still no Lovelili so I will just continue…
“I don’t want to love you anymore…” the Sad Girl stated plainly as she looked into the Sad Boy’s stormy green eyes. But she knew she couldn’t stop, that she wouldn’t stop. And neither would he because love is not turned on and off like a water tap.
Either you love someone or you don’t. And if you truly love someone, you would never be able to stop loving them. Not here. Not in eternity. Because even though sometimes they hated each other, they loved each other even more.

…And when the Angels felt that sufficient time had passed, they dared to glance over their wings to see if, indeed, their match making duties had been successful. Quickly, they turned with a blush, for the things of men were not the things of Angels.
The kiss was still in progress. Time had stopped on that beautiful summer day. That’s what happens when two halves of the same soul reunite.

The kiss was everything. The kiss was everything to the Sad Boy. The kiss was everything to the Sad Girl. It was a question. It was an answer. It was finding something and then losing your self in it at the same time.

And with a laugh at a job well done, the Angels remembered that God told them to do one other thing. And they pulled two heavenly cords from beneath their wings.

With great joy, they began to tie the Sad Boy and the Sad Girl together with their heavenly string. The longer the kiss lasted, the more string they used until the Sad Boy and the Sad Girl were tightly bound to each other. From head to foot to hands to heart, they were bound together with an invisible string made of love that could not be broken.

And when the Angels reported back to God, He asked them if indeed the heavenly cord was secure because it would be repeatedly assaulted through out their life.
And what God joins together, no one must be able to part.

Dazed, for a great emotional storm had passed, the Sad Boy and the Sad Girl found peace and happiness as they continued to reside in each others arms.

Soon the August sun drove the kissing lovers back into the water to continue what was started on the beach. For the love was flowing from one to the other filling both the Sad Boy and the Sad Girl with its wonders.

The Sad Boy spoke the only words that he knew in English to the Sad Girl. “I Love You.” It was a statement.

And with her heart bursting, because it could not be true, the Sad Girl looked into the Sad Boy’s eyes and called him a fuckin liar. Those were the Sad Girl’s exact words. No more, no less. She could not be so fortunate. She was insecure. She did not feel worthy of such a love.

But the Sad Boy did not speak English. And he didn’t know what she had just said. And as insecure as the Sad Girl was, was how secure the Sad Boy was. Although she did not feel deserving of such a love, he did.

And the Sad Boy looked the Sad Girl in the eyes and began to hum the wedding march. As he did so, he removed the ring from his pinky finger. Picking up the girls hand, he motioned between the two of them. You and me forever was his question to the Sad Girl. And she shook her head yes while he placed the ring on her finger.

For better, for worse, till death do they part.

They sealed the bargain with a kiss.

 

Goldilocks