Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Saturday, July 11, 2015

My History of "I Love You"

I never told pre first love D.  that I loved him, except in a letter, as in Love, Amy.
The first boy that I was totally fixated on (in retrospect perhaps hypnosis) I never told him that I loved him.  I just asked "what is wrong with me?" when he was not interested in me.
He wanted to be a star.  He wrote Bicycle men.




The man I married and I exchanged love salutations. I married for the wrong reasons. He was my first boyfriend,



Shamefully, I told his older brother, "I am so in love with you!" while I held his pinky finger out at the picnic table under the tree in the yard.


My first boyfriend, (the faun,) after the divorce only said "I love you"  after sex, as though it were a coin into a box.  He never said it otherwise.






The Centaur said "I like you"  Then the following year he said "Je taime"  He did not think that I knew any French.  To take it back, he made a video of bees mating while he dubbed in Je taime.  Thus he made fun of something that was very sacred to me.  I just don't find it funny.  When he told me we were at the dining room table.....anyway.  It was not during the act as depicted in the movie of bumble bees below..Many thanks to the bees for sharing their intimate moment with us.




Me and the Centaur (A Bombus Impatiensapheliac)




Number three of 2012 (the troll) told me, "I love you" and I reciprocated  The next day he said, "I like you."  (Rolling back his affections, typical troll behavior.)




Dear Venus, Goddess of Love , I ask you to help turn this horrible tide of love !





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