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Unrequited Love Kimball
It’s taken a lot of vodka, but I’m finally able to write this down. It seems that alcohol is the only thing lately that can help me somewhat forget about Allison. The pain is still there, unyielding, but it’s distant and bearable. God I miss Allison. She was too good for me, I know that now. Still wish I could have her back, but I know she will never come back to me. Not after what I’ve done.
I suppose I should start at the beginning. I met Allison in my freshman English class. She caught my eye the moment I saw her walk in the door. I’m not saying it was love at first sight, but it was definitely lust at first sight. She had shoulder length dark brown hair, and the most gorgeous deep green eyes I had ever seen. I’d often catch myself staring at her rather than concentrating on the work the professor had assigned. I’m a rather shy guy, so I was scared to make my move, but eventually as I got around to talking to her, I learned she was rather intelligent and funny as well. And she seemed to genuinely like me too. The semester was almost over before I gathered up the courage to ask her to a movie. She smiled sweetly and said yes. I would walk the earth a thousand times over just to see her smile one more time.
I’m sure I didn’t make the greatest of impressions on our first date. I wasn’t witty, charming or charismatic, but at least I didn’t make an ass of myself by spilling the drink on her. Thank goodness for small miracles. Sometimes I dream of a life without Allison and I wonder if maybe it would be better if I had spilled a Coke all over her and things never progressed past that first date.
Our dates started slowly at first; a movie here, a dinner there, all the while I was sure she’d lose interest in me and go find someone more deserving of her attention. She never left, although sometimes I now wish she did. About 8 months after that first date, Christmas rolled around. I had scoured every penny I had to buy her a little necklace. It was just a simple gold chain with a small heart pendant, but it was the best I could do. I remember looking at it before I wrapped it up and thinking what a pitiful gift it was. I dreaded Christmas morning and by the time Allison got around to unwrapping presents I felt like I would throw up. It seemed to take hours for her to unwrap my gift, and all the while I was sure she’d hate it and leave me. Instead, I was rewarded by her beautiful smile and a strong, hot kiss.
She was still wearing that necklace the last time I saw her.
The next August I got quite a gift in return. Allison came out the bathroom of the apartment we shared, an angel’s smile on her face. She told me I was going to be a daddy. I ran up and hugged her, tears of elation running down my face. We were still both in school, and weren’t sure how we were going to manage raising a baby. Allison’s parents said they would help us out while I went to school and Allison stayed home with the baby. Since Allison left, I’ve seen her parents only a couple times and every time I can’t help but crying like a little baby. I will never get to see my little daughter. Allison was 7 months pregnant when she left me.
God I miss her. I cry every night, just wishing I could tell her how I feel and have her come back to me. It’s of no use though. My life was perfect, but then I went and screwed it up. Now life just seems so pointless, so bleak.
I don’t even know why I killed her.
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"Wow. This piece is so strong and it actually made my heart race. The way that the story is told, makes it seem that she killed herself. Very well written." -- Becky , Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada.
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