Oh, my dear Lizzy, I can’t find the words to tell you how much I love you.
I remember the day we met like it was yesterday; just another beautiful day at the park. When I approached you, you were taken aback. Still, you laughed at my silly pickup line, and after just a few words, you agreed to go out with me. I guess it was love at first sight.
When you came home with me, I knew it was the luckiest day of my life. I couldn’t believe a girl like you could be mine, and I have to admit, I was a bit worried. Yet you didn’t complain about the chaos; no, you accepted me the way I was, and for that, I love you even more.
Oh, how I enjoyed those first days with you; those days when we were blinded with passion. Of course, I knew those days couldn’t last forever. Routine settled in, words became scarce, but our love grew even stronger. There was no need to say anything, and I loved those quiet evenings when we sat together, me holding you in my arms. I didn’t care that you didn’t laugh about my jokes and didn’t react to the movies I played; it was just the way you were.
The very best, though, were those nights when our love grew blazing hot, and we enjoyed each other’s bodies for hours on end. I still remember how the hot, sweet smell of our lovemaking wafted through the apartment.
Oh, Lizzy, how much I love you.
I don’t mind that you’ve become big and soft; I promise, I don’t. Change is natural, and change doesn’t have to be a bad thing. No, even now, I love you, and at times, I almost can’t tear myself off your body. You know, Lizzy, love isn’t just a visual thing; it’s so much more. It’s a combination of all the senses, not just sight, but also touch, taste, smell, and hearing.
Oh, Lizzy, I wish we could be together forever.
When I kissed you today, though, I knew things were coming to an end. I enjoyed that kiss; I enjoyed it more than any other we’d shared before. That’s why it pains me so much that it had to be our very last one. Even now, as the tears stream hot from my eyes, I can still taste you. I can still feel your thick, heavy lips on mine. Yet, the moment I kissed you, I knew, nothing lasts forever. When I felt your lips stuck to mine, I thought it was nothing but passion. But when I couldn’t pull away without ripping them off, I knew.
I knew you were past your prime, and the decay had gone too far. It pains me so much, my dear, sweet Lizzy, but I have to get rid of you tonight.
And then, tomorrow, it’s time to find myself a new wife.
