I hope that when your sixteen-year-old daughter collapses in your arms and confides in you how love has failed her, tell her about me.
Tell her that although I had always been a timid lover, my hand could not deny the warmth of your smile so I introduced myself.
Tell her about how awful our first date was and how while we were eating dinner I tried to eat a french fry, how it hit my tooth and fell to the floor along with all my confidence. Tell her how much you laughed and how that was the night you knew you could love me.
Tell her about our arguments, how I would mimic you and how much that drove you insane.
Tell your sixteen-year-old daughter how I forgot our anniversary and you spent the entire night crying.
Tell her about the night you found out your parents were getting a divorce and I drove across the city to hug you at 2:00 a.m. Although I was forgetful, I never failed to come through when it really counted.
Remind her that sixteen only lasts so long then she’ll be seventeen and then twenty-one and before she knows it she is twenty-five, engaged to her soul mate.
Tell her we had so much faith because we were sixteen.
Tell her we didn’t work out because we were sixteen.
Author Bio:
Lian Tolentino is a nineteen-year-old female based in Calgary, Alberta, Canada currently working towards a B.A. in English and Linguistics. Lian started writing as a hobby and outlet to cope with various life experiences which quickly blossomed into a passion. Her writing still continues to be heavily inspired by her own personal experiences and the experiences of those around her.
Tell her that although I had always been a timid lover, my hand could not deny the warmth of your smile so I introduced myself.
Tell her about how awful our first date was and how while we were eating dinner I tried to eat a french fry, how it hit my tooth and fell to the floor along with all my confidence. Tell her how much you laughed and how that was the night you knew you could love me.
Tell her about our arguments, how I would mimic you and how much that drove you insane.
Tell your sixteen-year-old daughter how I forgot our anniversary and you spent the entire night crying.
Tell her about the night you found out your parents were getting a divorce and I drove across the city to hug you at 2:00 a.m. Although I was forgetful, I never failed to come through when it really counted.
Remind her that sixteen only lasts so long then she’ll be seventeen and then twenty-one and before she knows it she is twenty-five, engaged to her soul mate.
Tell her we had so much faith because we were sixteen.
Tell her we didn’t work out because we were sixteen.
Author Bio:
Lian Tolentino is a nineteen-year-old female based in Calgary, Alberta, Canada currently working towards a B.A. in English and Linguistics. Lian started writing as a hobby and outlet to cope with various life experiences which quickly blossomed into a passion. Her writing still continues to be heavily inspired by her own personal experiences and the experiences of those around her.
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