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Remembering crushes of puppy love and youthful dating experiences, I don’t know why I was surprised…every time love started or ended, the rest of the world faded into the background. Romantic tunnel vision of a new love found or an old love lost always claims intense focus.

The angst of the question answered by plucking daisy petals…he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me? Daydreams of mutual admiration, chance meetings, sweet conversations, drinking in their eyes, perhaps a soft kiss. Memorizing the beloved’s face while mesmerized by their smile.

The emotional wreckage of a relational break up and subsequent painful questions of why, why not, why not us? The second guessing and the blame game are all consuming. Disappointment, anger, and loneliness mingle in tears wiped on sleeves, pillows and friend’s shoulder.

Infatuation is fickle but a promise is forever.



Diamond brooch – Ruby Lane


At dVerse poets pub, Merril  challenges us to write prosery of 144 words including the line (bold) from Jane Hirshfield’s poem, “I Want to Be Surprised.”

15 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. purplepeninportland
    Mar 22, 2020 @ 12:14:08

    I think the second guessing is the worst, it puts you into intense rumination, and doesn’t help you heal. Great piece, Lynn.


  2. hank77
    Mar 18, 2020 @ 09:09:20


    Infatuation is fickle but
    a promise is forever

    You traced very well the progression of love which may not run that smoothly. And to think it is a common experience of those young innocents.



  3. Dale
    Mar 17, 2020 @ 20:20:55

    There is something about that young and exuberant love, though. Such fond memories..


  4. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Mar 17, 2020 @ 14:58:30

    I think that those romances are learning. It is great when you find your place.


  5. Sherry Marr
    Mar 17, 2020 @ 11:31:00

    I remember many tears back then, and angst-filled poems. Now my angst is for Mother Earth and it hurts even worse!


  6. merrildsmith
    Mar 17, 2020 @ 07:48:54

    You are so right about that infatuation period. And I’m with Kim about it being so long ago. 🙂


  7. kim881
    Mar 17, 2020 @ 03:52:05

    I vaguely remember that romantic tunnel vision, Lynn, it was such a long time ago. I’m happy I found the safer mature love of a second marriage. No more angst or plucking daisy petals.


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