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The Two Summers Of My Life
When I was young, I met the first summer of my life.He came in a package so nice and wholesome to watch. It was a blind date, for him it was love at first sight, for me, it was a night to meet a nice guy, have a good dinner, dance a bit, then later, decide whether a second date is possible.But he already decided before I did, so a second and third date came one after the other. Friendship blossomed to infatuation, love, then obsession. For what do you call a woman who wakes up and sleep with his face in her mind, when every thoughts are related to his, and when every love songs are dedicated to him.He was my first love, my first kiss and my first dream.
And dream I did, I was walking in cloud nine, I was planning a future, building my castle, but never thought they were made of sand.So when the raging waters and winds came, it toppled down and crashed, and so were my dreams.
My second summer came, on a hot day, with the sun blocking my view, in a small convertible, a cowboy hat on his head, brown big eyes, ruggedly handsome in all angles, he blocked my little volkswagen,and with my squeaky horn, he waved for me to pass and said sorry, but was gone before I can say, it's okay..then I was Obsess again, to know him, where is he, what was he?? only to find out that he rented a tiny room about two houses from my own. A transient who eventually became a "native" in my heart..The friendship started with a warm beginning that became a happy ending..Until he had to go..for good, to be with his creator, his maker, his home in heaven.
My summers were my love story, it has nothing to do with the squelching heat under the sun, the sunny shining waves of the beaches in a welcoming resort, or an Alaskan, Moroccan or European cruise, a dream for every one.
Will I have my third summer to look forward to? Who knows, who cares, who will wonder. Only Destiny knows, only the great beyond can answer and decide.. But for me,I will remember my two summers with anticipation, longing and a memory worth going back and reminiscing...****...
