Don't Be In Love

by Liana Cincotti

Iris, Dotty, and their five friends, all in their 70s, drank wine, ate slices of cheese, and pretended to talk about a book for two hours.

But I also think there’s something romantic about being secretly fond of someone in a way that only you know.”

I hated how much I had her memorized.

this mannn

She looked me up and down. It made the muscles in my hand flinch.

Mr.Darcy?

My mind was whirling with thoughts of her. Talking to her.

She was like an intricate piece of Fine China hidden in a vintage shop made up of complex swirls and patterns that I couldn’t perfectly recreate in my mind. And every time I saw her, I was more enamored, finding more things to explore.

She was my favorite painting.

There was something beautiful about falling in love with the uncertainty of life.