Young Love

teen love

The end of dramatic young love

Her, 17 with bunny boiler sharp focus on attainment

Him, an 18 year old boy dripping in good looks and an ever present bulge in his trousers

Surrounded by their pimpled peers he swept his manly locks to the side and bid her farewell

Hand up, he was done with her shit

As the gaggle of teen onlookers gasped in horror

The end of a long term relationship of ten and a half months

She threw her long arms in the air tossed with greivous screams and tears

“If I can’t be with you I want to die!”

She ran towards the ocean to drown herself in the end of her love

Fill her lungs with the salty water of his betrayal

She ran fast

She ran long

She ran far

It was low tide

She tripped and fell in 12 inches of water

Shallow love and shallow water

All it does is ruin your makeup

Romeo and Juilet eventually married other people, then divorced, then married again

Twenty five years later without fail every time I hear the word shallow water

I giggle at young love

~Alisa Hutton

13 thoughts on “Young Love

  1. Epitomises our time- anyone’s time back when…everything was deep and end of the world. Hindsight is marvellous but useless sometimes,. doled out too late. That was marvellous. I caught this oversight…hope it helps. Nice write!

    then divorced, the married again

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    • Hindsight often good for a chuckle and not much else:) I guess on another point, when the world feels like it is falling apart “today” we can be assured we have felt this before and we always do move forward:) Thank you for the edit note…I am notorious for “not” editing, ever lol.

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