warningA Poem by annie leedamn. what a damned shame hindsight is so good.
I remember that I thought I was in love. I also remember the butterflies and tidal waves of emotion. I wish that someone had taken me aside and softly said, “dear, it is not love. it is lust. don’t worry ‘cause it happens to all of us, and it will not last. you will feel sad but you won’t die. don’t change your life because of this. just enjoy it. remember how it feels. next time, your eyes will be sharper. you’ll be able to recognize that phony fairy dust for what it is. enjoy while you may.” © 2013 annie leeReviews
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Authorannie leePrunedale, CAAboutI'm a tough old broad who spent almost 30 years at Ma Bell, and that is high level training for surviving in the jungle. Thank you for your patience. I am retired from the Unix and Linux world, but w.. more..Writing
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