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It became a real challenge to write up the romance, love and break-up between Emma and me. Last night I wrote several editions including elegant one, elaborated one even romantic one. In the end I discarded all these attempts because none of them were able to depict my feelings about her and subsequently hurtings which we both are undergoing now. Finally I took the approach of the simplicity leaving the intimate details out for us only.

We kissed N times as you were ready to cross security check point at JFK Airport. Your beautiful green eyes filled with tears showing  your sadness. I urged you to go for not missing the flight to Glasgow.  The truth was that I didn’t want to watch you to get hurt more.  As the matter of fact I was sitting in Hummer for 43 minutes at airport parking lot until seeing your plane vanishing off in the June morning sky. 

Yes, my body was extremely exhausted after previous night’s passion but my mind was so sharp that I could hear the lover’s kissing sound 40 feet away.   I could feel that the emptiness was eroding me as unwavering as the warm ocean waves chip way the mighty glacier in May Alaska.

A thin layer of dust has accumulated on the piano, yet I didn’t want to clean it  because I wrote your name there  Almost two months passed I haven’t practice a single session on the piano, I don’t want touch the keys because you have left. Playing a bit guitar made me to wonder why it didn’t sound as manly as it did in the past.

When I told you over the phone my decisions to trade in my Hummer H2 and to move on my life forward without you. I could feel you were crying, no I should say, weeping at other end. Yet, You didn’t know three minutes silence you gave me made me beyond pale in my end.  “I’ll miss you both” was your last word before you hung up on me.  That was your only time cut me off on the phone, ever. But I couldn’t blame you.   

To let tears to rise in my eyes could be the most distant memory I have.  Since I was a little kid who was running around and falling down a lot and getting hurt often I was taught by my father to be strong and to suppress the tear to be real boy.  Growing up I have disciplined myself to be a man at any rough moment. I believe a good man will never cry.  When my snowmobile flipped and I lost conscious temporarily by hitting a pine tree near the slope at a ski resort in Vermont  you held my head  in your chest ensured  me that ambulance would be there in any minute. You kept begging me “Baby,  you can cry, it’ll make you feel better” I didn’t cry. I was still kidding you even my head felt as if it was about to explode.  “Sweetie, it is too late.”  I labored my breath “My parents have removed my tear secretion gland already” my words made you to giggle and your tears on your eyelashes reminded me morning dews. You kissed me “Baby, I love you” and your tears kept dripping into my mouth. It tasted a bit salty.

Unopened emails from you have piled up in my inbox box.  So do the msgs in my voice mail box.  I don’t want hear your voice or read your writings and I am afraid of being washing away by you. But I promise, I will read and listen all of them later.  I promise the marks you left in my life will be indelible.  Emma , you and your beloved city Glasgow will  be my heart forever.

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縱然平行 回複 悄悄話 落花飄零 : Read your comments gave me mixing feelings, on flap side it is delightful to know my personal experience prompted you to relate yours in emotional depth, but on the flip side it saddened me for causing your old wound to "bleed" again inadvertently.

Emma once told me that It takes a minute to have a crush on someone,
a hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Even though the difficulties are seemingly insurmountable, I think, it is doable for us to arise out from the pains. I'd agree that you may right that I should stop writing further on this subject.

It is always my full hope that with efforts invested we can be kinder, happier, stronger and more resilient in the end.

落花飄零 回複 悄悄話 cannot help tearing...

the simple edition of this story, actually is the best approach because it leaves the most space for your emotion instead of the detailed plots.

I was hit by your words literally, a lot of flashback, some man i loved did exactly same thing to me, reading your words is like going through my own story again.

you help me understand the story from a male's side, i can understand his feeling better now. thank you for the writing, i know it hurts when you try to record everything, maybe the best way is to stop writing and just move on.
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