A Story about a Body

I’m going to be honest I never read a short story like that, that impacted in me in such a big way. A Story About the body was about one paragraph give or take but it had so much meaning. People might read this blog and think I’m buggin right now but I would have never thought some men were just the shallow in my opinion, some may disagree with me but I don’t feel like two breasts can change the way a woman could love a man. It’s not like he is going to be telling the two breasts I love you every night, and if he does then he sick. Its funny how in the beginning of this story he was so enthusiastically excited and emotional about being with this woman, even though she might have been older than him, he seemed very much into her, he compared her art work to her body and how she moved so here it shows his deep interest in her. But when the truth was revealed it is as though those feeling just went away faster than a blink in the eye; and I commend the woman’s honesty because many people wouldn’t be that straight forward as she was, and given the man also even though I felt that was a shallow move. It also made me think that when the writer poses the question that “he thinks he is in love with her” right here we could answer that question later in the short story and that is no. It seemed to just be a lust thing and no love at all because love doesn’t leave because of physical handicaps but love, loves despite all of those physical mishaps. This dude got a lot of growing up to do, and he just made the rest of us just look real bad. But in all honest this is my favorite  short story we read in this class.