In Love

When I six I thought I was in love

with a little stuffed spotted cow

whom I named after a cartoon character. 

When the closet doors were left open at midnight

she would guard me, sitting silent and still on my pillow 

while I cuddled with coloured blankets inches away.

When I tucked her underneath a couch cushion

to protect her from the neighbour's cat

just like she sheltered me at night, 

I lied in bed crying, never sleeping, for three days.

When I was ten I swore I was in love

with the athlete who kept me watching the game.

He was foreign and handsome and loved his children

but I imagined he would have left his wife if he ever met me. 

When I was twelve I told my friends I was in love

with the scrawny prepubescent boy 

who held my waist at the school dance.

His clumsy feet crushed my toes at times

but all is forgiven because he must've loved me

and the way I mockingly smiled from his arms

at the other girls who weren't dancing. 

Now at seventeen I believe I am really in love

with the first boy to send me "The L Word" 

through his vocal cords, lips, and hands.

In years I am sure I will reminisce 

and say that I did not know love at seventeen

but love means different things to

different people

different ages

different generations

so I have always been in love. 

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

A love express base on the eyes of a girl-holder I mean beholder. Sweet and short. I like the ending as well. It's like you wanna say " uhmmm " and as you leave your bench you say you like the plot.

[Shivalik Kalsotra]

only a great heart have the power to move on with life radiating love like sunshine in all directions...very well written with a wonderful message...always be in love

[Saddam]

but love means different things to
different people
different ages
different generations
so I have always been in love.

Exactly dear, growing skills force us to choose growing up characters. It is wonderful write.