The Good Man

The Good Man

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Ich bin ein guter Mann sagen sie. Ich bringe meiner alten Nachbarin die Post herein, da sie zu alt ist um sie selbst zu holen. Ich schlafe nicht mit anderen Frauen. Warum auch, ich habe bereits eine Freundin der ich es fast jeden Tag besorge. Sie kommen zu mir wenn sie meine Hilfe brauchen und ich gebe sie ihnen. Manche behaupten sogar, das ich ein Vorbild der Zehn Gebote sei. Sie sehen in mir den guten Mann "The Good Man". Sie sehen mich an als wäre ich das Meer an einem windlosen Tag. Friedlich und voller Liebe. Keiner von ihnen traut sich hinein zu tauchen. Sie sagen ich sei ein guter Mann. Ich weiß es besser...
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(7 years of age) I watched him from across the room, laughing at his friends jokes and at the clown. Being 10, he was going through the phase of thinking he was older than he actually was. Despite that, he was still a sweetheart. His black hair covered his forehead, and his eyes twinkled. I knew it then. I was in love. I was in love with Victor. (13 years of age) Standing beside his locker, surrounded by all the jocks and every single cheerleader or slut this school possessed, he couldn't have been more beautiful. Just as 3 years ago, i was captivated and couldn't find it in me to turn away from this beautiful, kind example of a human being. His black hair covered his forehead, and his eyes twinkled. I knew it then. I was in love. I was in love with Victor. (15 years of ages) I watched him leave. I watched him put his suitcases in for check in and i watched him pull his hood on top of his head. He looked sad, exactly what i felt. Standing there, watching him leave i knew he would always have a special place in my heart, whether it was 5 or 50 years from now. His black hair covered his forehead, and his eyes twinkled. I knew it then. I was in love. I was in love with Victor. Forever And Always. *************************** Chelsea's been in love with Victor for as long as she remembers. What will happen to her when the boy of her dreams has to finally leave for university? Will their love survive? Will it break? Join the love birds on their up's, down's, hello's and goodbye's.

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