Happy Valentine’s Day!
A long time ago the heavens placed on this dastardly Earth, two innocent and pure lovers. Heaven created their hearts as one and placed half in each of them. Their destiny was to be together forever. Once heaven had finished moulding them they placed them in an exotic island to be born.
But by some cruel twist of fate the girl was born into although a welfare off family were distant, broken and loveless. Her father an abusive drunk and her mother a meek, timid and subservient wife. And whilst out main character is but just a baby her mother dies of a violent, self inflicted, fiery death. Fortunately, our girl is taken care of by her grandmother.
Our hero, however, is brought into a large poor family as the youngest. He is the most spoilt, the most loved, the handsomest. The son of a carpenter, he is born smart, strong and determined. A free spirit.
Now I know not of how these two lovers cross paths but whilst they are just youngsters they meet and Cupid’s arrow hits them. They make a promise to love each other forever, to follow each other to the ends of the earth. Their love so strong that even death’s futile attempt will not tear them apart.
Our heroin, then lives in an apartment above a tailors shop. Her grandmother a chef by profession teaches her the secrets of the trade, the sweet delicacies of pastries and the art of cuisine. Mean while our young, handsome rouge cannot be without his love. With great difficulty his father had managed to put him into college. Bah!! Our young hero was not meant for the books. An adventurer at heart, impulsive and irrational and in love. No walls, no institute could keep him apart from his girl. So he left college. Our hero begs his father “Let me be tailor”. His siblings knew all too well what this meant so he could be close to his lady love, his father had no option. Nothing could keep them apart.
But soon turmoil fell upon our hero’s family (we’ll save that story for another time). His family in an endless bitter feud led our hero to escape. Our bird could not be kept caged so he flew, flew far away from all the dark bitterness. And he lands in the capital of romance, Ma Belle France, but as we know our impulsive hero is irrational. He joins the army. And for several years our lovers are separate, torn apart from each other but no distance could kill their love. Each day they wrote to one another, the days went by slowly but absence made them long for each other so much more.
Finally the day came when our hero’s time in the army was over. Immediately he sent for his lady love. Our youngsters had neither money nor a home of their own. Luckily, our hero’s siblings had settled in this new land and with what money they could pool together finally married our lovers off.
Now I wish I could tell you that they lived long, happy and prosperous lives and in a way they did but like all the biggest love stories this too ends in death. And whilst together they roamed the earth, travelled, loved and laughed many times together they lives were short lived. When our girl was asked “What happens if he dies, what will you do then?” she replies “Nothing. I will die and follow him.” Dearest reader, do you know what happens when our hero dies??? Our girl with no second glance at life follows him one last time.
Amor Vincit Omnia
Caravaggio
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