Love’s Illusions, a Flash Fiction

This was written for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you, Rochelle!


PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Love’s Illusions

You outstretched your hand, your eyes bright with so many possibilities. I pressed my fingers into your palm, trusting.

We began the dance of two, lips clasping often, laughter gurgling, emotions, you were hesitant to call love, spiraling like cars on a ferris wheel.

I faithfully leaped. You withdrew.

Although young, I was raised with suspicion, which became true.

You could only have one of us so I begged–“Choose me. Love me.”—which never works.

I lost fairy princess dreams, the blazing carnival-ride of youthful love, but discovered the joy of solitary dizzy dancing.

end

Sascha Darlington

This was inspired by the title to Rochelle’s story because I saw it this afternoon and then couldn’t get the song, Both Sides Now, out of my head.

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17 replies »

  1. Ah, I love this. It starts so conventional and beautifully romantic with the laughter and the emotion, and brings in cold realism. But in the end she finds peace with herself, which is a happy ending after all. Not depending on someone makes a future relationship so much better.

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