The Love That Lasted a Night
Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . .
I had never seen anyone like him before in my life. We met on a Thursday... or was it a Tuesday...? It was a Tuesday. I was going to the copy machine at work, you know where I work right? Yeah, that office off of Eighth Ave. As I was saying, I was going to the copy machine... I was looking down at the papers I was about to copy, you know, making sure everything was right, when suddenly I bumped into this massive figure. When I finally looked up, I saw this hunk of a guy, huge muscles, and the brightest smile that seemed to fulfill its purpose: to make me fall in love. And at that moment, I knew I loved that man... you know what I mean? After our little run-into, we scheduled small rendezvous at secret places. But one night, he took me to this expensive Italian place. Just gorgeous. And afterward, we went to his place... and we made love. Yes, we made love: beautiful, exotic love. I knew that man had my heart. Well, I woke up the next morning, still in his bed, to find a note in the night stand. "See you when I see you." I knew that was bad when I read it. But I didn't dwell on it too much. I went to work in hopes to meet him again, but it turns out that he... he... he qu-qu-quit. Was it me?! It couldn't have been. So after work *sniff*, I went to his house to see if he w-was th-there. The neighbor said he had moved. Th-thanks for the Kleenex. But it couldn't have been me. I L-L-LOVED him! But...*sniff*... I saw him today... he just looked at me and shook his head. That's all?! That's all I get?! After giving this man my heart?! Wh-what did I do to deserve this?! Why couldn't h-he just tell m-me that h-he didn't like me? It's me... I know it's me. I did something wrong. I-I-I know it must be me.... I apologized but he just walked off... I even got on my knees and begged him to take me back but he just walked away.... It's my fault.... I know it is.... It has to be.
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