The Love Of My Life

Healing is a small and ordinary and very burnt thing. And it’s one thing and one thing only: it’s doing what you have to do. It’s what I did then and there. I stood up and got into my truck and drove away from a part of my mother. The part of her that had been my lover, my wife, my first love, my true love, the love of my life.

You want to read this story.

Vuga, that fantastic woman who is also my bestfriend sent me this story. Thank you, madam. You are full full condition.

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About Miz. Kyrte

I read, I write, I love. My favorite quote is: We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. Bukowski, baby! Extremes ;-)

2 responses to “The Love Of My Life

  1. This story!!!
    I decided to check my mail and when I saw you posted a link, I decided to check out the story… nga don’t I realize several minutes later, when I eventually got to the end, that I am in fact standing in the middle of my room, still undressed (I had just returned from taking a shower) with the window shade open. That’s how fabulous this story was. (My prof would probably say “aesthetically pleasing”)
    Me think that she did become an Incredibly Talented and Extraordinarily Brilliant Writer.

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