Writing Prompt

“We were in love here” I stare at the wall reading the words that show a story of a young couple so deeply in love. Oh, how that seems like such a distant memory. A feeling I can’t quite seem to touch anymore. A feeling that always slips away just before I really get to embrace it. I still remember that day so clearly, all of them. The good days, the bad days, and all of the days in between. “For ...

Her hands were always cold, but I’d held them so long I didn’t mind it anymore. I brought her up the same abandoned cabin near the shore where we’d had our first kiss. Nobody was there, the area was trashy and small, something two teenagers might see as secluded and romantic.

She’d been accepted to Princeton, I’d stay and work for my dad. It wasn’t all bad, I could be running the business someday...

Years later, feelings—let alone love—were forgotten. We had jobs, mortgages, car insurance, doctor appointments, and laundry. In the respectable, predictable life we lived day after day, there was neither time nor space for something as seemingly non-essential as love. Functioning, not feeling, became the unspoken rule of our encroaching midlife.

Love—the word itself now sounds almost ridiculous,...

We were in love here.

We were in love here when we met at an abandoned building and got chased by cops.

We were in love here when he told me his favorite color was blue

We were in love here when he told me he would die for me.

We were in love here when he kissed me on the forehead. When he told me everything would be okay.

We were in love when he asked me to be his wife...

We stumbled into the first building that offered shelter on that day, Dingy and delapidated, it was as perfect a stage as any for that moment in our love story.

My darling and I, we were both panting and choking with laughter from our mad sprint for shelter; sodden and grasping onto one another with the constant need for more that came with an all-consuming, fledgeling love.

Our shelter turned ...

I didn’t realize

When I was your girl

You were my home

because I was your world

Young and naive

Wanting to be bold and free

I took what I had

And thought I was cheap

Cheap it was not

Priceless instead

How I wish I could get these

Though of you out of my head

I broke your heart

No apology comes near

I wish I could fix everything

But I can’t and that’s what I fear

You were always the bigger p...

It all started one night in California…

The sky is dark, almost black and the stars are like little shiny dots, gold earings that are unreachable.

One week ago I was in Las Vegas… With Jason, before he left me for the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. I wasn’t that shocked or sad, because I knew we weren’t a good match, and I was starting to hate him actually. He was becoming annoying and ...

We were

In love

But it was lost

Memories of this place

Take me back

To simpler

Times

When you were mine

I was yours

We didn’t fight

Or fuss

But talked

And laughed

Much easier

Back

Then...

Another puff of the joint she brought and now I see it. Her smile when she giggles, her snort when she laughs. It’s addicting. We come here everyday after school and just hangout. We would talk about how our days were and what was coming up during the week. Her parents aren’t really parents to say the least. She picks up her brother from daycare everyday after she leaves from here. She will go hom...

We were in love

Here

But the love faded

Dear

No more love to give

I fear

Now I stare with jealousy

Lear...