I became enlightened and he vanished
Article by Manric F. Hardwill
My man was good! Better than most. He worked his tail off allday, seven days a week, to bring in the money, good money, thatkept me living comfortably. All the necessities were there and somegreat luxuries as well, like a couple of cruises. As a provider he was second to none. I had everything I could want, and some to spare as well, and then I became enlightened, and everything went to hell in a big hurry: he left me!
I saw that his clothes were clean, and food cooked, and did allthe proper things I was supposed to do. Things were solid in the bedroom, not a blemish to his name, but enlightenment told me thatI deserved more and better and that's when I went looking for moreand better! Heck, we only have a short time on this rock-of-a-planet,so I went looking, in all the wrong places, but they seemed veryappealing to me at the time before he vanished. New friends madeeverything glitter like I'd never see things glitter before.
I give him his due! He talked to me, very reasonably, all calmand collected, like he always was. He even got me help, and not ofthe cheap kind. He went with me to the counseling sessions as ifhe were the culprit and not I. He did exactly what the counselor toldhim to do, but I knew better and listened to my friends, and I had aball! He was attached to me and the glue kept him in place, or so I thought before he vanished!
There were parties, and I've never seen anyone try so hard tofit in and please me. There also were parties I attended alone whenhe was at work. They were fun and exciting and liberating and I was getting what I was seeking. Well, hind sight says that's a pile ofcrock. My wardrobe then bristled with all this newness, and I contributed generously to the fashion stores. I was the bright, new,penny that glistened among the drab ones. All that was before hesimply vanished like you know what.
My new life continued till I, or it, ran out of steam. I think it was a little bit of both. Looking back my enlightenment was a fool's glow. The part! ies have stopped and so has the support he has been sending me. Friends? I seem to scrape the bottom of the barrel nowadays. I wish I knew where he was so that I can say I'm sorry for what I did to him and the life we had together.
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