Love is Blind

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A lonely man but disturbed man finds out what loss really is, but finds a very unique way to deal with it.

Submitted: March 11, 2007

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He layed next to her in the darkness, holding her close, his lady, his love.

He'd been holding her close more often lately; afraid of losing her, there being such a vast shortage of love these days. He stroked her hair now, smelling it, the fragrance of her shampoo almost intoxicating. He'd been washing it for her lately; she'd been feeling weak again, her skin cold and clammy, as if she were suffering from some tropical fever.

He didn't mind taking care of her; he loved her, she was all he had left in the cold, cruel, lonely world. He leaned over, kissing her gently on the earlobe; she showed no response, no physical reaction at all. She'd been acting a little frigid lately, sure, he could see that, understood why.

  But..........every night?

He leaned over farther over, looking her straight into her tired, bloodshot eyes.........

  {tired of me?}

.............her eyes gazing up at him blankly, her mouth now seeming to form words, then froze up in a rictus of pain, dread. Fine, he thought. Give me the silent treatment.

But you won't for long, my love.

He slowly climbed on top of her, making love to her like he never had before, her eyes seeming to register his presence within her, but otherwise no response.

When they  - he - were finished, he slid slowly out of her, climbed out of bed, stood looking down at her in disgust, frustration. It's the rigor setting in, he thought. I should have known it was too good to be TRUE.

As he carried her out to the dumpster, he said, ''I'm sorry, my love, but you should have known; love is the greatest lie of all, remember?''

Her mouth full of insect larvae, she said nothing. ''You understand, don't you?'' he asked, as he kissed her one last time.

Yes......she understood all too well.


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