Love Receipt

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When you buy something you get a receipt, just in case it doesn’t work, it is the wrong size or you find you already have one.  Why can’t love be returnable?


It’s new

It’s shiny

It’s comfortable

It makes us feel alive


It gets old

It wears

It gets uncomfortable

It makes us reminisce the past


It sours

It becomes work

It drags us down

It makes us wish for freedom


Excuse me sir

May I see the manager

I have my receipt

I want my heart back


I have failed in the past and this new, shiny love is opening different avenues for me, but will it last?  Will it fizzle and sputter.  I put a lot of one-sided work in on past misfortunes that collapsed.  I hope I have a little fight left in me, as this feels worth it.  Only time will tell.


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – receipt

Before the Trauma

The light flickers off and on

Pictures in my mind flash too

A million different memories flood me

Like the tears flowing from my eyes

The past does not seem so awful

And I long to go back there with you

But with one word spoken I know I never can

Because you now are dead

And a part of me will never recover

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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – past

Your Distorted Reflection

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We have been through this before

Go ahead

Just slam the door

Walk away

You always do

Leaving me alone

Not knowing what to do



I have had it

I am tired of this game

Always the one you blame

Take a look in the mirror

See the truth glaring back

I am trying my best

Get off my back



Watch me pack my bags

I am no longer your toy

I deserve to be loved

Not by someone like you

By someone who can truly see

Not a shattered image of reality

But an honest love that all can see


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – look


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If I say I’m sorry

Will it take the hurt away

If I make amends

For all I have done

Will it change the past

If I sincerely apologize

For the choices I made

And where we ended up

Would you still be here today

If I said it once

I said it a million times

I am sorry

But you had your chances

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – apology

I apologize for being absent for so long… life has been, well life and one thing after another has kept me away. Things are looking pretty good though and I am back at it, trying to catch up. Hope you are all well! (((HUGS)))

Mumbles … Thirty-three Years

Today is a tough day for me.  It was thirty-three years ago that I was thinking about our destination number one on our honeymoon only a few hours after we had said I do, taken pictures and done all the tradition reception activities.  We lived as a couple for nearly 22 years.  The last few were hard.  Alcoholism twists and torments a family until it is hard to recognize happiness.  I separated from my long term marriage sure I had failed.  But an amicable decision to divorce kept us on track as friends.  And an extremely short 2 ½ years later he died.

I will always treasure the good years we had and the WONDERFUL daughter I was left with to go on.  But after 8 years now, the death has still not killed the last of my love.  I will always keep it tucked away.  But I do yearn to find someone and wonder if there is a chance for a second “true love” for me.

I dated someone for many years, it was nothing like that “true love” and did not last.  In middle age I wonder if I will ever get that chance for butterflies in my stomach and yearns when we are apart… I have to always hold onto hope.

Here’s a little something I wrote…

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(untitled so far)

The day you said you were mine

Will always bring a smile

Although it ended tragically

It was wonderful for awhile

The laughs the smiles the tenderness

Were magical, yes it’s true

In the end it was broken

Our partnership was through

I can’t say the love was gone

It is still here strong today

It leaves me here now weeping

Wishing you hadn’t gone away

Forces have ways of changing

The life you thought you’d live

This night I sit in silence

Wishing for someone to give

The remainder of these feelings inside

A second chance for me to love

A person who will care again

And fit me like a glove

A to Z Challenge – P is for Pablo

“Love is so short, forgetting so long.”

Pablo Neruda

Today for letter P, I searched for a quote from the poet Pablo Neruda. I found this one and was so drawn to it. We have all had “the one that got away” that years later you still wonder what happened to them and “what if” things had been different. At least for me their still is and always will be a little bit of love still there for them. Also friends and family that only pass your way briefly, but have an impact on your life, are a part of your memories forever.

Past letters…


Little Do You Know

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Little do you know about me
Would you believe I still…
     Dream of your “Good nights”
     Feel the palm of your hand in mine
     Smell your favorite cologne 
(the one I had to be near you to smell)
     Feel the weight of your arm on my shoulders
     Imagine the softest kiss from your lips
     Get filled with fire at the thought of your touch

Little do you know
I still love you
… well maybe now you do

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – little

Solitary Confinement

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Since you died

I have been condemned

To be alone

No one can match

What we had together

We had our troubles

But through all of it

I only wanted

Your happiness

And when your demons

Took control of you

I fought so hard

To release you

From their grip

But I failed

And now I look

For a reprieve

From my sentence

And hope for mercy

A moment of friendship

A glimpse of potential love

Someone who will

Stand beside me

And make me feel

Whole again

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – reprieve

What’s Missing

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Of all the things I miss

I really miss a kiss

A quick little cuddle

While the teams take a huddle

We would share in hours

Of love’s simple powers

Sitting side by side

Or taking a car ride

A brush of your loving hand

On my cheek would be grand

But that’s in the past

Our love didn’t last

I am not pining away though

For deep down I know

There will be love again

It is just a matter of when

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – cuddle