My broken heart
My broken heart
I was the luckiest girl in the world till now. Since I met my first great love, my feelings were full of Rod, the best man and fine lover.
I and my sweetheart…we were the really love-birds, fluttering on the heaven. Our hearts were beating in unison. Our bodies and souls merged in the whole in all days and in the each night.
My first sexual experience happened just with him and it was wonderful! The hands, caressing my body were so tender and I was sinking in the waves of pleasure under his sweet touches. He was very astonished and contented at the same time, as he became my first man. And I was on top of the world!
How many times we recollected our first meet and first love games, dreaming about our future life, the life, full of love and passion! And we had sworn to each other to be together all our life.
We had already celebrated the anniversary of our meeting. It was the magical night of love and nothing portended the trouble.
All finished yesterday. My heart was broken, my fillings confused and my soul devastated.
His treachery was terrible, so ignoble and cruel. God, did Rod never loved me, calling “my sweet angel” and swearing in faithfulness? Unfortunately my idol proved to be only…vile bullshitter!
When I’ m think about events of last days, the tears of pain and offence drops from my eyes and everything is swimming in front of me. Even didn’t apologized to me, smiling Rod stroked my hair and said I’ll be happy without him. Oh, my perfidious tormentor…
