Sharing my awful tragedy with you guys [PIC HEAVY]
BathtubBadger
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I met him by chance. I was at the supermarket, just a normal day.
He was surrounded by many others that looked like him, but he was special. I can honestly say he gained my heart with his perfect smile.
I asked his name. "Melon", he answered with the deepest, sexiest voice I had ever heard.
"Melon", I repeated, savoring the sound with my palate... Oh, Melon... Lovely luscious lips, lively smile and luring complexion. I love you.
I took him home. We talked and laughed over a few beers.
It was getting late, so I invited him to bed. I shall keep you guys from torrid details, but I knew we were meant to be when I woke up and saw him there, smiling affectionately at me.
We spent the best days of our lives together. We had fun at the pool, and he'd sing while I played. I was imprinted with the deepest sense of compatibility.
But one thing was starting to make me lose my nights. Melon was aging so much faster than me... I shared my concerns with him. He didn't have much energy to follow me around with my shenanigans anymore.
He surprised me one morning with a tired kiss. He looked deeply into my eyes and said: "Honey, you'll have to eat me". I understood immediately.
Melon's days were close to an end. If I wanted to keep part of him eternally sheltered inside me, I'd have to eat him. So I made it clean and fast, and apologised with teary eyes.
So I ate him. Entirely, at once, with a spoon.
There was nothing left of Melon but the shell that once contained the sweet soul of my lover. An empty body. A void that matched that one in my heart.
Melon always told me he grew up in a farm, where he could roll around in the fresh soil all day with his siblings. "From soil, to soil", I thought. Shall your cycle be complete, honeydew.
He was surrounded by many others that looked like him, but he was special. I can honestly say he gained my heart with his perfect smile.
I asked his name. "Melon", he answered with the deepest, sexiest voice I had ever heard.
"Melon", I repeated, savoring the sound with my palate... Oh, Melon... Lovely luscious lips, lively smile and luring complexion. I love you.
I took him home. We talked and laughed over a few beers.
It was getting late, so I invited him to bed. I shall keep you guys from torrid details, but I knew we were meant to be when I woke up and saw him there, smiling affectionately at me.
We spent the best days of our lives together. We had fun at the pool, and he'd sing while I played. I was imprinted with the deepest sense of compatibility.
But one thing was starting to make me lose my nights. Melon was aging so much faster than me... I shared my concerns with him. He didn't have much energy to follow me around with my shenanigans anymore.
He surprised me one morning with a tired kiss. He looked deeply into my eyes and said: "Honey, you'll have to eat me". I understood immediately.
Melon's days were close to an end. If I wanted to keep part of him eternally sheltered inside me, I'd have to eat him. So I made it clean and fast, and apologised with teary eyes.
So I ate him. Entirely, at once, with a spoon.
There was nothing left of Melon but the shell that once contained the sweet soul of my lover. An empty body. A void that matched that one in my heart.
Melon always told me he grew up in a farm, where he could roll around in the fresh soil all day with his siblings. "From soil, to soil", I thought. Shall your cycle be complete, honeydew.
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It's what he wanted. Pours a beer in memory*
*poured into my mouth counts, right?0 -
*sniffle*0
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LMAO... the plant at the end was pure genius!0
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That made me cry. Now my day is ruined!!!0
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It's what he wanted. Pours a beer in memory*
*poured into my mouth counts, right?
:sad: Thank you. Now I need to wash my soul from all the sadness. With more beer.0 -
I love it when girls post pictures of their melon.
PS: Brilliant.0 -
Still a better love story than...you know the rest.0
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pour a little bit of beer onto the soil of the earth, for all your dead homies.0
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Can you try to meet a new melon?... maybe at a new store? Maybe a different color?0
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I am sorry for your loss! :flowerforyou:0
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He was a mouth breather anyway...did he snore?0
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Hilarious! Err I mean I'm so sorry about your loss!0
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That was so cute. Thanks!0
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so touching. sorry for your loss. May you find love again.0
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well done!0
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Love this!!0
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lol, thanks for this!0
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I hope time eases your pain.0 -
lol. Cute!
But wow, you have LOTS of time, methinks.0 -
That was fun :drinker: :laugh:0
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I loved it.
I had a similar experience with a watermelon.0 -
:brokenheart: I'm so sorry for your loss. :sad:0
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I love it!
I once wrote a similar story about a habanero, but without pics. You are awesome! :drinker: 0 -
I met him by chance. I was at the supermarket, just a normal day.
He was surrounded by many others that looked like him, but he was special. I can honestly say he gained my heart with his perfect smile.
I asked his name. "Melon", he answered with the deepest, sexiest voice I had ever heard.
"Melon", I repeated, savoring the sound with my palate... Oh, Melon... Lovely luscious lips, lively smile and luring complexion. I love you.
I took him home. We talked and laughed over a few beers.
It was getting late, so I invited him to bed. I shall keep you guys from torrid details, but I knew we were meant to be when I woke up and saw him there, smiling affectionately at me.
We spent the best days of our lives together. We had fun at the pool, and he'd sing while I played. I was imprinted with the deepest sense of compatibility.
But one thing was starting to make me lose my nights. Melon was aging so much faster than me... I shared my concerns with him. He didn't have much energy to follow me around with my shenanigans anymore.
He surprised me one morning with a tired kiss. He looked deeply into my eyes and said: "Honey, you'll have to eat me". I understood immediately.
Melon's days were close to an end. If I wanted to keep part of him eternally sheltered inside me, I'd have to eat him. So I made it clean and fast, and apologised with teary eyes.
So I ate him. Entirely, at once, with a spoon.
There was nothing left of Melon but the shell that once contained the sweet soul of my lover. An empty body. A void that matched that one in my heart.
Melon always told me he grew up in a farm, where he could roll around in the fresh soil all day with his siblings. "From soil, to soil", I thought. Shall your cycle be complete, honeydew.
How beautiful. i hope one day to have a fruit affair to remember.0 -
An epic love story. Thank you for sharing. I truly believe there is more than one melon out there for each of us. Someday, somewhere, you'll find another.0
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I hope time eases your pain.
The hardest part was logging an entire melon into my diary 0 -
OH thank you, I needed that today.
And I'll toast Melon when I get home this evening :drinker:0 -
you must have alot of time on your hands... lol :-)0
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you must have alot of time on your hands... lol :-)
Yes, I'm on my winter break from university / work
Rather use it eating fruit and spreading smiles than... Sleeping? 0 -
you must have alot of time on your hands... lol :-)
Yes, I'm on my winter break from university / work Rather use it eating fruit and spreading smiles than... Sleeping?
Art major or psychology?0
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