Author's Note: This piece was written as an assignment to write from the point of view of a man falling in love. The age I was given was 52. I'm not exactly sure how guys think at that age so...here it is...
I'm 52-- basically an old man. People think I'm too old for love. Someone like me was given many years to find it, and now my time is up. They think that once reaching a certain age, your love begins to fade, weaken, wash out. When I said I wanted to share the rest of my life with her, they made remarks about how there's not a lot of my life left. But I don’t care…. I love her.
I agree with you that having age 52 is hard (I got 56) but I wouldn't have been able to tell it was a guy if you hadn't said so. Maybe you could have gone on to say why you loved her and talked about her more.
ReplyDeleteGreat. You didn't get into it, but you got to the point.
ReplyDeleteI like how its funny yet serious. I think you could put a little more voice in it. The ending was nice.
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