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Hello! I haven't added here any new posts for over two years now, but I see you still read my story, and that's absolutely insane! Thank you! I'm writing this post to give you some news that you maybe don't know about. Well, I have published two books since I stopped publishing here - Once Upon a Time There Were Two Poetry Books... & Laura's Diary - My Awesome Life . And I got a new blog now. It's called Get Inspired ,   and it's about my own cultural news. I also have a store with signed copies of my books, and there is a very nice merch that you can buy cheaper thanks to The Christmas Sale now. You can consider buying anything from me until midnight 27th December CET if you wanna save money and maybe buy presents. Oh, and I have a podcast where I talk about poetry and music. I mean it's an audiobook and commentary kind of thing where I talk about the meaning and inspiration that made me write certain works. It's called Romantic Wednesdays With...
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Note No. 27. Power of Water and Last Memory of the Wedding

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24th July 1819

 

Water! Water is so important! Water is clean! Water is life! Water is a medicine for everything!

Today I have plans of my bathhouse in my hands. Gothic House will be greater than my brother’s palace. It will be my child, my eye, my clean gold. One day ladies will be dancing in the water, prepare balls, sing, and pretend instruments! It will be a wonderful place for friends to meet! Business meetings! Lovers will be coming for secret meetings at midnight!

Yes! I am a genius!

Okay but what happened next? I guess you wonder. I was outraged, that is true, but I am feeling better today. William did not let me out of our rooms even for a minute after it all. Yesterday and today we are the only ones who exist! The rest can do whatever they want to!

Talking of dancing… I will mention about our wedding week for the last time. We organised a ball on the last day, but it was not such a normal ball – a masked ball! I had a beautiful heavy French dress, it was red. Mask obviously too, whole made of glitter and arabesques. William wore a typical French costume, borrowed from his father. In addition, he picked up a yellow Werther’s vest. He looked quite funny but cute. Black mask made him look only more gorgeous and his hair seemed almost white for powder. How wonderful to honour our parents this way!

Everybody had a good time; it was crowded, and my husband was all the time taking me dancing. No lie, my feet were hurting for next three days! After each dance we were sitting on a couch, our place of honour. William was feeding me with little sweet kisses, gazes full of love, smiles; he was giving me dried fruit in my hand, sometimes it was putting it in my mouth. Even mask could not hide the light of his eyes.

It was four years ago! And he did not change at all! My lovely prankster and lover! It is alright as long as I am the only one of his specific affection.

Am I afraid of another betrayal? I do not think so…

There are so many kinds of betrayal, not always a physical one happens. It used to hurt to be forgotten. It used to hurt to watch how my love and devotion are not noticed. But it all is past now. It does not hurt how it used to even a month ago. I am thankful to be here next to him today.

My beloved William! You can pull away that sadness too. Put it on the shelf and be thankful for having the one you love next to you! The one you wished for and dreamed about all these years! Ten years, by God! First night marked us both but remember! You are mine! You were made for me! You are my loved one! Soon our family will become bigger and I am sure that one day poets will write beautiful romantic ballads for us!

This way I am ending this note. Such a well-made apostrophe. Ah! Until next time!

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