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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Love / Romance / Dating
- Published: 07/11/2016
I only meant to love you for a little while.
Born 1951, M, from Wilmington NC, United StatesIsn’t it strange how a chance meeting, a swift encounter, a brief flash of a moment in life,a moment no longer than any other moment in time, can change every thing…every thing.
A day begins like any other day. It was like any of the other hundreds of days that had come so far that year. Wake up, go for a run, go to class, shoot some hoops, go for a dip in the Apartment pool, read a bunch , listen to some tunes, go to bed. A typical day. Some ups, some downs, but nothing dramatic, or above or below the norm. A few laughs, some deep thoughts, a wistful look at a woman who might be fun in bed, another look at a woman that would be just fun, talking to neither. A typical day in a young man’s mind.
Like many of the men of his day, boys actually, but men according to law, for 21 meant you somehow passed a magical doorway that made you instantly: mature, wise, understanding, tolerant and accomplished…it says so right here in the small print. For most, just like for this boy/man, those traits were not yet assigned to him, if they ever would be, it would be much farther along in life than twenty one years of age.
Yet, still the chance meeting took place, it helped him acquire, if not Master, those attributes. I don’t mean to get ahead of myself here, but when you can see both how he looked and felt then…AND how he looked and felt forty years later, it is hard to stay focused on what, at that time scale, looked like mystery, fate, and destiny are triplets. He wasn’t looking for love, and when sex, or infatuation, temporarily disguised themselves as Love, he simply ignored it. In his whole life, he had only said : “I love you” to one other woman, whom he was not born to, or related to. He meant it then, and realized that time can erase the very things that made love bloom.
If was for those reasons, that stepping into that apartment that night, and seeing…HER, came as a surprise. He knew he was in love, but only for a little while. Circumstances beyond and outside their control; would conspire to make a chance meeting, into a fling, and nothing more. He knew it. She knew it. Neither of them knew. For Life decided, just this once, or maybe for the millionth time, does anyone in love ever really give credit to someone elses love life? Love tends to be self centered, and sometimes, even selfish. One can become addicted to it, the only drug that leaves you physically fine, able to function (at least people perceive you to be functioning) while walking around with a bruised ego, a broken heart, and shattered dreams. The left over detritus of loving for a little while.
For them, the two of them, it became clear…they were not meant to love each other for a little while. Not even a long while. Not even for a lifetime. No. Their love was meant to be for ever. It is, and was, the stuff of legend. A moment in time, for that was all it took to meet, and even death couldn’t separate them, as hackneyed as it sounds, love transcends all. I only meant to love you for a little while. I am glad you stayed.
by Kevin Hughes
I only meant to love you for a little while.(Kevin Hughes)
Isn’t it strange how a chance meeting, a swift encounter, a brief flash of a moment in life,a moment no longer than any other moment in time, can change every thing…every thing.
A day begins like any other day. It was like any of the other hundreds of days that had come so far that year. Wake up, go for a run, go to class, shoot some hoops, go for a dip in the Apartment pool, read a bunch , listen to some tunes, go to bed. A typical day. Some ups, some downs, but nothing dramatic, or above or below the norm. A few laughs, some deep thoughts, a wistful look at a woman who might be fun in bed, another look at a woman that would be just fun, talking to neither. A typical day in a young man’s mind.
Like many of the men of his day, boys actually, but men according to law, for 21 meant you somehow passed a magical doorway that made you instantly: mature, wise, understanding, tolerant and accomplished…it says so right here in the small print. For most, just like for this boy/man, those traits were not yet assigned to him, if they ever would be, it would be much farther along in life than twenty one years of age.
Yet, still the chance meeting took place, it helped him acquire, if not Master, those attributes. I don’t mean to get ahead of myself here, but when you can see both how he looked and felt then…AND how he looked and felt forty years later, it is hard to stay focused on what, at that time scale, looked like mystery, fate, and destiny are triplets. He wasn’t looking for love, and when sex, or infatuation, temporarily disguised themselves as Love, he simply ignored it. In his whole life, he had only said : “I love you” to one other woman, whom he was not born to, or related to. He meant it then, and realized that time can erase the very things that made love bloom.
If was for those reasons, that stepping into that apartment that night, and seeing…HER, came as a surprise. He knew he was in love, but only for a little while. Circumstances beyond and outside their control; would conspire to make a chance meeting, into a fling, and nothing more. He knew it. She knew it. Neither of them knew. For Life decided, just this once, or maybe for the millionth time, does anyone in love ever really give credit to someone elses love life? Love tends to be self centered, and sometimes, even selfish. One can become addicted to it, the only drug that leaves you physically fine, able to function (at least people perceive you to be functioning) while walking around with a bruised ego, a broken heart, and shattered dreams. The left over detritus of loving for a little while.
For them, the two of them, it became clear…they were not meant to love each other for a little while. Not even a long while. Not even for a lifetime. No. Their love was meant to be for ever. It is, and was, the stuff of legend. A moment in time, for that was all it took to meet, and even death couldn’t separate them, as hackneyed as it sounds, love transcends all. I only meant to love you for a little while. I am glad you stayed.
by Kevin Hughes
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