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Daniella
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I Couldn’t See an Ocean Floor…... - (by Daniella)
It was the middle of August... I fell in love. It was my first true love. It happened very suddenly... unexpectedly... magically. We became aquatinted with each other accidentally. I don't believe in fortuity, though. Everything happens for a reason. That night I realized that I was lost in his love. I couldn't see an ocean floor... The ocean was our love. He was a Mystery, Enigma, he didn't allow anyone to become very close friend to him. But I knew him more than anybody else. There was a smell of the Sun, Danger and Reliability coming from him. You know the smell coming from his body still follows on my heels. He was like a cat, which is hanging around you and than jumps and rolls itself up into a ball in your bosom... I couldn't see an ocean floor of our love... Sometimes in the evening we walked with him on a beach and threw stones into the ocean and I couldn't see an ocean floor. In the last night I didn't even try to fall asleep. I tried to catch every moment. We were kissing and making love the whole night. He hugged me and kissed my hair. He couldn't fall asleep either. We could say so much to each other but we didn't need it. In the morning he asked me: Have you enjoyed the ocean? I answered: Yes, you are my ocean. He told me: You are my sun. You have warmed me. I couldn't see the ocean floor... I remember his cigarette crackling. Despair in his sight. Endless tenderness. We have to go he said and we started to pack our bags. Most of all I don't like parting. We will meet each other again and be together he said. I nodded him. He continued: I will come to you in fall. Don’t doubt it. I felt pain because of our parting when I took my bus and went home. The pain tore me to pieces. I felt pity to myself, depression, loneliness. I remembered that I had forgotten a rose which he gave me before leaving. I can't still see the end of our love... I still love him...
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