2 December marks Desi Arnaz's death anniversary. It was the day when Lucille Ball lost the most important thing in her life- forever. I'm sure it broke her heart as her health started to decline shortly. There were just so many mistakes they wished they could undo. One "I love you" wouldn't suffice. They had to repeat and enunciate their love for each other, over and over again.
Desi and Lucy had been involved in serious discussions of why they should not get married. Their outlooks on life were different: he was a rich kid in Cuba and had speedboats and horses before the Revolution happened, she was poor and didn't even own a bicycle. He was a believer of being the master of the house as a man, she was independent and self-sufficient. He was a bandleader who loved to be on the road, she was committed to Hollywood. He was a romantic who lived to enjoy life and not worry about the future, she was a realist.
They finally decided that they shouldn't get married. Lucy of course, was devastated. She went along with the promotion of her pictures, smiling, shaking hands and signing autographs for her fans, but she had never been more depressed in her life.
Desi couldn't give her up. He phoned her constantly, daily, hourly. His telegram to her "Just wanted to say I love you, goodnight and be good. I think I'll say I love you again, in fact I will say it. I love you love you love you love you" broke her heart. Of course, she was heart wrenched with tears.
Yet, the saying that "opposite attracts" was the case...
The jealousy, possessiveness and passionate love kept them wanting for more of each other. The attraction was too powerful.
Desi and Lucy had been involved in serious discussions of why they should not get married. Their outlooks on life were different: he was a rich kid in Cuba and had speedboats and horses before the Revolution happened, she was poor and didn't even own a bicycle. He was a believer of being the master of the house as a man, she was independent and self-sufficient. He was a bandleader who loved to be on the road, she was committed to Hollywood. He was a romantic who lived to enjoy life and not worry about the future, she was a realist.
Desi couldn't give her up. He phoned her constantly, daily, hourly. His telegram to her "Just wanted to say I love you, goodnight and be good. I think I'll say I love you again, in fact I will say it. I love you love you love you love you" broke her heart. Of course, she was heart wrenched with tears.
The jealousy, possessiveness and passionate love kept them wanting for more of each other. The attraction was too powerful.
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