The Main Character

There truly is no one like her…

I saw Angel today, a sight so breathtaking, I really can’t fathom how lucky I am, she is perfect, well… perfect for me. I hate keeping this relationship a secret, but I know no one else would understand, even my family. To them it would be weird, unusual, odd, it might even gross them out. I know it’s not a traditional relationship, but I’m getting really sick of everyone’s bigoted ways, why can’t they just understand? I know they wouldn’t.

None of it matters, there truly is nothing like having her hand in mine (her skin is dry), playing with her hair (her hair is thin) the warmth of her smile (I can see all her teeth) the fact that she has eyes only for me (they are staring at me now from the shelf) and her unique scent (…). I don’t care what anyone else thinks, Angel deserves the attention, she is so pretty and I get to be seen with her! I’m so lucky! I’ll sweep her into my arms like a gesture from a romantic movie and carry her through the streets for all to see! Sure, some will stare, and most won’t understand, but this is true love, Angel is MY girl and the fact that she died ten years ago shouldn’t matter.