Now arent’ they a cute couple? I’d say we were. The thing is, Les and I were not slated to remain in love, or to have a long-term relationship.
Fact is, it had nothing to do with him, it was about the damaged-me.
I look back in time at that naturally-afrod-white-boy I was so drawn to, and I remember how very much I wanted to spend my life with him. Les was charming and gentle. The problem was, I was unaccustomed to a male who had those attributes. I’d, since age 11, already met so many of the vile types, and in some twisted fashion, I could not relate to a gentile, sweet, loving and kind fellow. Sad, isn’t it?
But that is what happens to a little girl who, during her childhood, had been abused, sexually abused, abandoned, psycologically tortured and socially outcasted.
Hey Les, wherever you are – I am sad you had to experience the girl that had been me. In retrospect, I wish I had been gifted the counselling and supports I had needed to become a better person, and certainly, a better person to have walked into your life.
Les, I hope your life has been beautiful, since me!
© Zora Zebic 2018