Louise, Louise.

A short story 315 words

By Joe DiBuduo
Copyright 2014 Joe DiBuduo

Louise, Louise.
Louise wasnt much to look at when I first met her. But she grew to be beautiful and her
reddish blond hair was so soft to the touch that I could hardly keep my hands off. We grew close.
Very close, until one day we were at the beach and she began to play with another and ran off
through eddies and monstrous waves without fear in any way. I couldnt believe shed be so
fickle.
I cried out, Please, please, Louise, don't leave me alone. This isnt one of the games we
played during sunny days when we frolicked outside. Those days are permanently cemented into
my brain. Your love of birds showed me your natural side. When you swam with graceful strokes
my heart almost broke though I never spoke while I watched you frolic in the bay.
You know Louise that when I see one reminding me of you my heart may cease to beat
if youre not here by my side. Louise, Louise, please don't leave or ever die. Loving you is the
only reason I've got to stay alive.
When I gaze into your soft brown eyes, I can't forget the good times we've had, but if
you get taken away by a giant wave or another boy, and leave me alone, I'll be brought to my
knees and never survive without your warm body next to mine. I'll never love another brown
eyed girl like you.
Louise, Louise, please stay? My love for you is stronger than my love of life. I want you
to know that if you find another, or drown and go on down to Davy Jones Locker, Ill probably

die. Some say because you're a mutt, and I could easily get another like you, but you've captured
my heart. I'll never give it to another, because youre the only dog Ill ever love.
The End