<b>I have loved you for the last time</b>
Visions of Gideon, visions of Gideon
And I have kissed you for the last time
Visions of Gideon, visions of Gideon
“Seeing him and thinking he’d join us for dinner
tonight only to hear his peremptory Esco taught me there are certain wishes that must be clipped
like wings off a thriving butterfly.
I wanted him gone from our home so as to be done with him.
I wanted him dead too, so that if I couldn’t stop thinking about him and worrying about when
would be the next time I’d see him, at least his death would put an end to it.”
We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster; until we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to make yourself feel nothing, so as not to feel anything … What a waste. How you live your life is your business. Just remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. And before you know it, your heart’s worn out; and as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at i, much less wants to come near it. Right now there’s sorrow, pain. Don’t kill it, and witth it the joy you felt.”
“I brought the bathing suit to my face, then rubbed my face inside of it, as if I were trying to snuggle into it and lose myself inside its folds — So this is what he smells like when his body isn’t covered in suntan lotion, this is what he smells like, this is what he smells like, I kept repeating to myself, looking inside the suit for something more personal yet than his smell and then kissing every corner of it, almost wishing to find hair, anything, to lick it, to put the whole bathing suit into my mouth, and, if I could only steal it, keep it with me forever, never ever let Mafalda wash it, turn to it in the winter months at home and, on sniffing it, bring him back to life, as naked as he was with me at this very moment.”
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