She left me for a rich doctor seven years older, who abused and abandoned her. Then, after a year, she came back to me unannounced. It did not go well. She flung herself at a rich industrialist ten years her senior. A year after the wedding, he was diagnosed with an indolent cancer. He survived nine long hard years, my friends in that city say. His business failed. His family cut her off. She lived a dozen and a half more years, then her heart failed. I am today everything she would have wanted, and live in a bright sunny snug house literally in a garden, and glad to share with my loving wife and brilliant kids. I do pray for Alisín, I never wished her ill.And, I remember her forever at age 21, like a twin of Olivia Hussey. I grieve the love we could have shared, and feel sorrow for her problems. And remember , she and I may have to reunite until we get it right, nobody can deny this, nor say exactly how.I learned, really lived, and loved. Be careful in love, it can destroy while some, like me, find great joy, most find only woe, or nothing at all, not even a stor.
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When courting my first love, I sang this to her in the original Gaelic. Who wouldn't be moved? We hugged and kissed passionately, she had to go to her Father house. We made another date, she threw me over. We never reconciled, squandered our great gift to support heal and love each other, and improve the world. She now is dead, childless, abandoned, in a bed of cold clay, only her name and dates on the headstone of brown marble, her pillow. I learned only last week when I reached out. (My wife , my love, insisted). And no, she found me very very attractive . I wasn't in the Dreaded friend's zone. But, she saw me as a poor church mouse, didn't understand how I'd rise up on my own, not needing my family's wealth, not knowing I'd come into my share of that in good time. According to my people's secular traditions, we will somehow relive this again and again until we get it right. I can't sing this air without tears filling my eyes.
