Jared Leto

Jared Leto проживает в городе Bossier City, США. Родной город - Bossier City, USA. Рожден в год Свиньи по китайскому гороскопу, знак зодиака Козерог. В настоящий момент Jared 54 года, женат. Из открытых источников получены следующие сведения: информация о высшем и среднем образовании.

Remembering Gina Many years ago I met a girl of such shocking beauty, my breathstopped every time I looked at her. My heart ached at such a sight asshe presented. She stood, slim and short at about five feet two. Her pixie likefeatures and high cheekbones were framed by a shock of jet black,curly, long hair. Her dark eyes seemed to be tunnels that went deepwithin her for miles and which radiated joy and happiness. Her mouthwas small, with perfectly formed lips. Not too thick and not too thin. I first saw her in the half light of a disco at the Penventon Hotelin Redruth, Cornwall. When the lights went up in the interval her fulland staggering loveliness was revealed in all of it’s glory. As Iwatched her and tried to summon up the courage to go and speak withher, I was enchanted by her smile and her bird like laugh. It was therealisation that someone of such beauty would soon be surrounded by menseeking her company, that gave me the prod I needed to approach her. As I approached her on that dance floor, she was laughing with afriend. I watched her head throw itself up and back. As if in slowmotion, her hair swirled and tossed like a restless, black sea, oftight curls Her shining eyes filled with the love of life, that I wassoon to find, had filled her heart from a very young age. My heart was hammering with anticipation and not a little fear as Idrew up close to her. She did not notice me at first, engrossed as shewas in the conversation of her friend. When she did see me beside hershe turned and with a friendly smile cocked an inquisitive eye towardsme. I took a deep breath. “I have been watching you. You are the most beautiful girl I haveever seen and I wondered, could I buy you a drink and get to know youbetter?” Her face seemed to beam with pleasure at my clumsy words and shenodded. As I turned towards the bar she whispered something to herfriend and then turned to follow me. We drank our drinks and found a quiet spot in the lobby to sit and chat out of the clamour of the brash disco music and crowds. She was a mine of questions and soon had my whole life story in herheart. I did not want to talk about myself. I wanted to know her; allabout her; but her questions forced me to reveal myself in deeper anddeeper ways. As the evening sped by, I got to know as much about her as she waswilling to reveal. I found a girl filled with hope who wanted to be anurse. A girl filled with compassion and excitement. She came from agood and stable family and loved her parents deeply. She was smart,clever, delicate and yet deep in thought and emotion. Every revealingsentence she uttered made my heart fall deeper and deeper for thistreasure. At the end of the evening I took her home by taxi and kissed her onher doorstep. By the time I got home, I was in love, but also deeplytroubled. Those fears that took root in my heart that day were to growirresistible in the coming weeks. To me, Gina was perfection. There was nothing about her that did notthrill me. I, on the other hand, was somewhat less than perfect andthat realisation was the seed of the fears I carried. As those seedsgerminated into serious thought within me, my path with Gina becameever more clear. Gina and I met and talked and kissed and flirted and almost, becamephysical together. I forced myself not to make love to her, though mywhole being screamed in protest. The opportunity was there, often. Ginawanted it to happen, but I could not — would not — allow it. I knew ifwe made love I would not be able to let her go from me, ever. She wasjust too lovely. Too much of a vision of perfection. Had we made love,I would have proposed within minutes. We would have married withinmonths. I just could not let that happen. I loved her so deeply and insuch an all encompassing way that at the slightest provocation I knew Iwould commit my whole life to her. I also knew, with a deep andcrushing sadness, that it would be dangerous for her if I did so. I was no