Back in 1201, a war broken out between no one, a couple who slowly recognized that their marriage was as if sliding over a cliff to a deep disagreement. They used to put each other down since they started their relationship nine years ago. A dark relationship with a nurse on a Friday night, no regret; no need to forget it, it is exhausting now on wards were Sky-high dreams and plans started fading, divorce loomed and looks possible before Christmas with the arrival of the first pregnancy.
As the couple spent years in disagreement, their only kid lost many chances to be at school. Instead, every spring he flees the house to the nearby forest for a peace of mind. A destiny that guided him to be blessed with total ignorance in the age of artificial intelligence.
The neighbors, living in the only cottage at the forest, a post office man and his wife enjoyed arguing in anger generating load voices and sometimes noises that looks like household stuff being thrown from upstairs striking weak wooden walls and in some unfortunate incident a hit on a face.
The wife was so young; only five years older than the kid. Today he is an unavoidable charming nineteen years old seven feet high muscular curvy brown-haired gentleman. The postman lost his wife who never loved with him.
When I was a child, I missed my education, love for horse riding when the post office man convinced my father that I will be happy and forced me to marry him, is was death, life just got frozen, she murmured, laid her head on his chest and finally enjoyed a deep blooms yummy breath. She escaped back to her youth. Now, I will be no longer forgotten.
It is the divorce, a done deal. Things just cannot continue this way. Alfonso is out late till his salary is gone in gambling. Kate just waited in vain; hopeless.
Here he comes;
Kate: Welcome dear; murmuring.
Alfonso: You are starting again. I don’t like this tone and I told you many times.
Kate: Well, stop being late till dawn then.
Alfonso: I am happy like that, and we agreed on divorce, right?
Kate: But I still love you like crazy.
Alfonso: I do not feel the same anymore.
Kate collapses and he lifted her from the floor and drove fast to the hospital.
Doctor: Sorry, she could not make it. It was a heat stroke. Is she your wife?
Alfonso: No. Just an assumption.
she is leaving tonight..
to a destiny; everlasting..
can not taste tulips..
feel my heart beats; never mind her now..
Manhattan, play the blues till dawn..
she dances alone..dark brown lips..
come back home and astonish the wolf again and again..
her curves sways…satin slim tiny dress..
hazel eyes; sick illusions…
lost in lust, com on over and play it now..
loneliness to sue you..
judged to fade in a desert..
do not be afraid…snakes went to Miami..
will be back with a divorce..
Is it irrelevant when she still insists for a divorce?
Is it so when he still shy away!
I am sorry; he said it a million times..
Faced with rejection a million times..
Down to the knees..no kindness in the night.
Eyes went dry in winter raining sky.
You are bountiful,,,useless.
Your skin is my paradise full of tress…
No more, those turned leaf less..
Generating sick mighty madness..
Changing your hair color, irrelevant.
Please me; hopeless.
Night’s curtain falls endlessly,
Blurred divorce images looms announcing the start of another journey.
A sixty years old Psychologist treated Anna for years. He used to visit her at home for therapy. The Psychologist was not so keen to be paid. Her husband was under the impression that Anna is just pretending. This was a great source of the husband jealousy. Just some basic doubts to be confirmed. Can this be true, he is an elderly and my wife is only thirty-one? he wondered. So, he decided to pretend being away on the next treatment session. He sneaked to the garden to watch them from the low bedroom window.
Anna jumped from her bed, hugged the old man strongly and began to cry. She sat on his lab with her head on his chest and her hands running smoothly on his grey hair. Here, he decided to break the door in a savage manner seeking revenge. She shouted; enough you are acting nuts as ever. Damn it, he is my father you fool.
You know exactly why I did hide the truth for all those years. It was your mother who did not agree to our marriage. She rejected my father when he proposed to her. I loved you so much to let this spoil our life. For now darling, I am relieved. Please, send me my divorce paper ; I am done.