First Stab at 55 Word Flash Fiction
Revisionist memories of
our first romantic getaway
when love held such sway:
cliffs plunging into watery depths
at the edge of the continent,
sky and water merging
somewhere beyond.
Holding hands, poking around
galleries in Carmel,
me imagining forever.
You, professing undying love,
You, professing undying love,
secretly believing you'd find someone
better if you kept your options open.
Comments
I knew someone like that, once. And he did. (keep on looking) I believe he just divorced wife number three and is living with girlfriend number 19.
Powerfully, vividly, poignantly written.
Titanium: These guys are extremely toxic and at the same time, highly alluring as they tend to be bright, successful, entrepreneurial, and oh so charming. They know how to act like men in love, but their narcissism guarantees that they can't feel the real thing. I feel sorry for your old "friend's" wife and girlfriends, because men like this can do enormous damage to their victims. The disparity between reality and the image they deliberately create and project is crazy-making.
Carmel has to be the perfect place for romance, looking and more looking.
moon smiles
My 55 is HERE .
What a fantastic love story.
Excellent 55 My Friend.
I hope you found this to be challenging, creative and Fun.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
Jeannie: There are mysterious forces of attraction bringing people together -- that can't sustain some relationships.
Kent/Expat from Hell, Beth, Southwest Arkie, Jannie and Monkey Man: You all got this piece. A few must have stopped reading before the end. Short attention spans?
Moonduster: Carmel is a perfect place for romance. It helps if both people are invested in a future together, however.
G-man: Not exactly a love story. More like a mismatch mishap.