There is a place by the westward sea -- salty sweet. Reggae jazz floods the sidewalk. One Rasta man and an empress -- eyes meet. Where the darkest night met the light. And, a new day began. -Just L (February 25, 2017)
Stories of a Single Girl
Poof
Valentine’s Day is fast approaching and someone special asked me to make plans to go to the coast. I welcome the forethought as last Valentine’s Day was disastrous. After being exclusive with someone for 15 months I was ghosted (on Valentine's Day which I spent in urgent care). We fell madly in love with each … Continue reading Poof
Her Past Becomes An Anecdote
She knows in her heart how many times she gave too much or settled for less. She notices this gentleman never fails to do the small kindnesses like open doors and help her with her luggage and coat. Tells her she's as cute as a button in the morning; refills her coffee leaning in for a … Continue reading Her Past Becomes An Anecdote
2016 was a brutal year…
2016 was a brutal year; One I could not have predicted; I entered it with stars in my eyes; Believing I had at last found the one to hold dear; There upon I lost loved ones and the one I loved became a ghost; 321 days of torturous heart break (as never before); Entirely aware … Continue reading 2016 was a brutal year…
Coming In Hot
The distance between us; Too wide to reach across; So I slowly backed in; Until I was lost. ~Just L (December 19, 2016) Published in the January 2017 Blender of Love Digest.
That Time Had Come
And that time had come to step up as a couple, or at least close friends, or fade away as was frequently done; I was feeling confidently in control of everything I had allowed in. My guarded heart would have to be hard won. He dared to tell me about his parents passing -- the … Continue reading That Time Had Come
Open Season
Heartbreak has haunted her yet has not dulled her shine -- She is forever hopeful and always kind -- Both determined and blessed -- Selflessly gives more than she's received -- Offering the keys to her life with generosity -- In her presence you'll feel at rest -- Possibly at your best -- Often adored … Continue reading Open Season
After Math
It is cruel how my own heartbreak betrayed me for so many days. I want you. I hate you. I love you. F* you. Why me? Come back. Go away. I wasn’t ready to stop loving him. After 461 days of bliss, what went wrong? Why did he leave me that way? (February 14, 2016) I discovered … Continue reading After Math
Crazy about you, too
I look up as you bend down And place a kiss squarely on my lips Never closing our eyes Not caring who is around Our spark hard to disguise Oops, we just let "I'm crazy about you, too" slip You say I'm trouble … Continue reading Crazy about you, too
There is no sympathy for a woman’s life that appears swell
I find being single and dating at age 53 confusing as hell There is no sympathy for a woman's life that appears swell While receiving multiple "Good morning beautiful" texts is quite sweet I am too guarded to be swept off my feet Tonight I treated myself to an early dinner of wine and duck … Continue reading There is no sympathy for a woman’s life that appears swell
Just L Poetry 