Thursday, August 12, 2004

i love you

She whispered I love you, through out the day.

When she woke up in the morning she whispered it to him while he slept.

On the phone through out the day she always whispered I love you before they hung up the phone.

Before kissing him good night she would whisper the words in his ear.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

He heard those three words pass her lips so often that they began to lose their meaning.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Not only was the meaning lost through repetition but also it was lost without action to support their meaning.

She was in love with being in love. She was in love with the phrase I love you.

She had no clue or understanding of what it meant to be in love.

Any love affair or marriage could survive the good times that they had shared. Long moonlit walks on the beach. Dancing till dawn in small-undiscovered nightclubs savoring the rhythm that they shared. Amusement park and county fairs, picnics and romantic dinners, candlelit baths and making love in front of the fire.

She lived for those moments. She believed in fairy tales and expected her life to be all rose petals and sonnets.

When it came to working their relationship is where she failed.

Differences of opinion were never settled only moved to the backburner. We will talk about it later. It's not that important. Lets sleep on it.

All good suggestion if used sparingly, used to often though and communication would develop serious roadblocks.

When his father became ill she distanced herself, offered no support, no comfort. She found projects to occupy herself leaving him alone by his father's side as his time on earth slowly slipped away.

She became jealous of his mother, of neighbors, even of his ex-wife. Anyone who might occupy a moment of his time, she claimed to trust him but her actions continued to prove that she doubted his love.

Over the years her family had faced several medical, financial and personal setbacks. Again she was to busy with school, work, friends and outings to be bothered with providing assistance.

At one time even he had become to ill to work and needed her assistance. She always forgot what he asked for. He picked up his own prescriptions. He drove himself to his own doctors. Once he even called her from the emergency room asking her to leave work early and sit with him but she couldn't be bothered.

Yes she continues to whisper I love you long into the night.

Yet the words have become silent her whispers are no longer heard.

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