The Post Break-Up

She was of a Polish decent, marked by a funny last first name; Sidney. She was slender and tall, resembling a giraffe. She was beautiful; mysterious green eyes, curly blonde hair, and defining cheek bones. You could say that she was just another “eye candy”, that is until she spoke. She had a way with words; each word eloquently linked to the one before, each word implied with a peaceful connotation, each word spoken with a melodious tune, music to my ears. Her walk, as beautiful as well, resembled that of an angel bouncing from cloud to cloud; each step was as eloquent as the next. An aura of scent surrounded her, not so much beautiful but more distinct yet still stimulated the senses inside my nose.

A tinkle waved throughout my body. I was scared but what is a life without any risks to take. I managed to blurt out a couple words.

“Hey, I’m Eric. I like your shirt.”

“Thanks, I really like your style too. You wear a lot of purple.” She chuckled.

We sat down. We talked some more. I got her number.

Later that night, we talked on the phone. Later that week, we talked on the phone, Later that month, we talked on the phone. For two months, we talked. I found that her physical beauties compared nothing to the diamonds that made the four chambers of her BLOODLESS heart. Treasures, they were, but no place of comfort. Each time I tried to lay in her heart, the pointed edges pierced my tender skin and blood rushed out of my body and into her heart; finally she had blood to pump. I left her.

Many men came after me, all were just as amazed at first, and then the diamond heart also drained their blood. That’s how she maintained to live.

This girl, her name was Maria Sidney, indeed unique. Allow me to emphasize she has two first names but one last first name; Maria Sidney.

PS: I hope that one day I will be able to soften her diamond heart.

Love Always,

Eric Lee