LET IT BE!!!
Her irrepressibly “radiant” personality fashioned itself upon and around me. We actually had a sweet ‘je ne sais quoi’ warmth when we first met, a pure sense of a flow between us. Her timeless elegance grounded and enriched our amity, in other words, SERENDIPITY!
IMAGINE ALL THE PEOPLE, LIVING FOR TODAY!!!
Elle and I connected so easily. Perfect companions…we saw breathtaking views together…for those who know… sunrises, sunsets and shadowed vistas were revealed… as we moved forward…together.
It was…our iconic desire to be friends forever. And… to wit, we also agreed to always be honest with each other. (Sooo…important… between “forever friends!)
COME TOGETHER RIGHT NOW!!!
Truthfully…It was such a happy union. Elle and I… were together for…sigh… twenty-six almost-always… well…mostly happy…perfect years.
She was the soul of generosity…
I’m gritting my teeth, trying to stay resilient, but this is a terribly, horribly burdensome, demanding…and…or… or…all of the above happening…
DON’T CARRY THE WORLD UPON YOUR SHOULDER!!!
You see, you are all probably too young to be exposed to my enormously tough and challenging dilemma! (Please, please…you guys…do not worry your pretty little …or …handsome, well-formed heads…even…for a nanosecond, but…regrettably, it’s all true…I have a violent, murderous streak..an.. all-powerful inclination to…be on a tear, you know what I mean. If you see…my dukes out…or…a meat-hook look on my jowls…be assured…this event…is soon…to happen. A development…never, ever meant…to happen…
NOTHING IS REAL!!!
Our deep…and…terrific constancy was… like…a…bottomless pit. It… defied…categorization.`And now..sizzling murmurs…the early stirrings…of a…dizzying traumatic…one-time impulse. Actually, my being…so… heartsick gives me….the sense…that…I am about to… commit…literally…a…crime of passion. ..because… our future separation…to me…is what…the sea… is…to a fish: home!
FUDGE,…I know…you know, all the above…does make me sound…a bit reckless, but…it does not…have one thing…to do with…reality. Truth be told… (Yes…all you…sweet hordes out there…you are safe…no worries…if…we happen to meet…indeed…I am just …a real,…puny…weak…wimp!)
Sob…It’s… my profound despair..,all because..The Grim Reaper…has…come for…sob…my Elle!!!!
NOTHING YOU CAN DO, BUT YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO BE YOU IN TIME!!!
So sorry…just a bit…of knee-jerk reaction… Absence is not…good…for the heart! I…sort of saw…”it” coming. Elle just wasn’t as smart and noticeable…in her outlook. It was pretty disappointing…at times…only… a little spunk,…no peppy…getting up in the morning… now, it was…soft mutterings…when we met …each day,…her pristine free spirit…quelled. So lamentable…her wonderfully sweet ego… was bruised.
In my most…quiet way…I’m whispering…trying not…to make a sound… because…I do not want Elle to hear,…it really was not the same…(lower whispering)…there was not..that same….dazzling… play of light…on her shimmering hood…as when we first met.
Wringing my hands…in…the gloomy twilight…she…doesn’t seem to understand…she’s breaking my heart,,,we must …part company…we.shall each be…alone… More sob!
TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTER!!!
It’s hard.. to remember…when it all started…to…go downhill. We…each…became…one-dimensionaL. Kind, but firm…I finally old her…my mountainous decision…
At…this …very moment in time…. the realization…that we now…have…limited moments… together. Such a bittersweet…be-all and end-all juncture…sob…just a few more…hours…it’s breaking our hearts.
Farewell,…my…still…somewhat…sleek…ELLE, .”parting is such sweet sorrow.”
DON’T MAKE IT BAD!!!
When I think back…to Elle’s…earlier fastidious…shiny, deep charcoal exterior…her crisp clear windows; there was never…anything coarse or shallow…about those lustrous…glossy, bumpers…or those spiffy wheels. Granted paradoxically…I was also…a bit…more dapper at that Time. Not exactly shiny, but reasonally …way back…twenty-six years ago…
I knew she was determined…to say… a courageous good-bye…dead silence. Oh dear…Elle’s tires were hugging the ground with… defiance…the timeless and elegant chrome sparkled …but…in her vanguard, so, so very sadly, her headlights were…staring off…into space…
My gait…was purposeful…definitely…not sloughing off…as I slowly rolled…my walker …into the middle of street. PICTURE YOURSELF IN A BOAT ON A RIVER!!!
As Elle started her good-bye,…she became a..dark silhouette against the sky…she was sobbing…her tears…building…up…and then…draining…almost…all over the road…(probably)… from the air conditioner.
Elle…bravely… turned…her wheels…away…sob… gaining traction…my walker…and…I…stood alone…in the middle of the street…the street darkens…I feel a chill…as…a cloud…surrounds me…and my walker..steadfastly standing alone…in the middle of the street…
NOTHING YOU CAN SAY BUT YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO PLAY THE GAME!!!
I am yelling…Dear Elle…may your journey… be filled with joy and success as I try…my best…to almost jocosely…say…Adieu, my Elle…Adieu…
I GET BY WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS!!!
I am counting on the core of the many stages of change we each experience during our entire lives… to move forward and LET IT BE! .
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Sy’s Salient Points: The songs of the Beatles make us feel grounded and connected in their poetic phrases and melodies. They activate our feel good senses and are delightfully spirited. The above “Advice From The Beatles” song titles refer to the expressive thoughts and feelings of my emotional experience in the donation of my car and my decision to give up driving. It was solely my decision and I wanted to tell each of you my story, the story of the transference of my life as a driver into a rider! It was not my easiest or happiest of decisions, but the Beatles said it well… “LET IT BE!!!
*”ADVICE FROM THE BEATLES” I recently acquired the above Beatles Format from Damien, an unassuming and erudite Lift driver and raconteur. Our conversation was lively and engaging. It was a thoroughly pleasant drive and anyone fortunate to have him as their driver will be well pleased.
Darling Blaire, Happy End of Summer Days as you remember Easter Island and the Chilean Countryside while planning your Sophomore University Year.