Melodrama Stories

Perfect’s rare. I’ve seen it. I’ve held it in my arms. A vision; a dream; An angel.Mine was no ordinary angel: She had no wings, she did not glow with the glory of God and her singing was not much to speak of. In short, she was wonderful. My angel was young, as I, and came from rather closer than far impartial heaven. Her eyes (so very very deep) were wise beyond her years and mine. They taught me to laugh and cry (a tear...

Warning: Hey, I know this isn’t very good – ‘tas written many, many moons ago and recently rediscovered on an old CD (remember those?). Seriously, it's a miracle this guy ever gets any action at all. But believe you me, it was way more embarrassing/painful for me to read that than it would be for you. Still, I miss that sweet, stupid lovable loser lad..anyhoo, to the story….Jonathan was a smart guy. Most of the time, at l...