Reposted for a friend (original post appeared February 11, 2012).
Steve and Diana
Her name was Diana … and she was the first girl that I ever fell in love with (and probably the only person I ever fell in love with unconditionally). Her parents really liked me, and my parents simply adored her. And why not, she was an angel. We looked like brother and sister … cute kids, blonde and blue-eyed … two peas in a pod … made for each other.
The story is sad. Gregory David Roberts, in his novel Shantaram, said: ” … some things are just so sadthat only your soul can do the crying for you.” That’s how sad this story is. Tears alone cannot express the grief; the pain cuts too deep (even after these many years). No one can hear my soul screaming in pain; its voice is mute…
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