10 Sep


Test of True Love

We all do it.

We cling on to something for far too long.

We remember everything. Every touch, every smile, every kiss.

Every wild moment when nothing, absolutely nothing, truly nothing else in the world, mattered

We re-read everything. Every word, every sentence, every nuance, every space, every between-the-lines.

We recall conversations. Where we were. How they started. What was said. What was meant. What changed. What mattered.

We follow them after they have gone. Reading their posts, their tweets, their status. Studying their friends, their followers, their new contacts.

Almost, but not quite, yet still almost, stalking them.

We think of them, imagine them, want them, believe in them.

We expect them to return.

They never do.

I have carried this torch for what seems like forever.

No more.

I am done

The fire is out.



 the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Art by Jack Vettriano



Posted by on September 10, 2014 in Lovers Past, Still Life


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25 responses to “Done

  1. dievca

    September 10, 2014 at 9:31 pm

    If you make the statement – does it work?


  2. Evelyn

    September 10, 2014 at 9:51 pm

    Saying it doesn’t make it so… Xoxo


  3. suzisummer

    September 10, 2014 at 9:57 pm

    Reblogged this on mcnealte.


  4. Desiree G

    September 10, 2014 at 10:01 pm

    I must carry one of those magical torches that refuses to burn out no matter how much I blow on it. 😉


    • Romantic Dominant

      September 10, 2014 at 10:19 pm

      Ah. I know them well. Smiles.


      • Desiree G

        September 10, 2014 at 10:20 pm

        You know of them because of the number of women that have carried that type of torch for you.


  5. apollosmuse37

    September 11, 2014 at 12:37 am

    I have carried that torch as well, but mine flame won’t go out, no matter how much I want too, and how much it hinders the flame, of the other torch I have held, in the other hand as well, going in 20 years now..
    Great post!


  6. jolies76

    September 11, 2014 at 7:08 am

    It’s wonderful written…. We are complicated in a simple way… The mind…


  7. emmylgant

    September 11, 2014 at 9:26 am

    Of course, the content of this post is powerful and exposes magnificently our human vulnerability, but D, seriously, it’s the style, the thoroughness of the descriptive, the listings where one cannot find what is missing, like a Roman legion in turtle formation…. It’s that march towards the full stop when everything has been said… That, takes my breath away.
    Sorry, got carried away there.
    Hmm. Well done D.


  8. newsubmissivestranger

    September 11, 2014 at 9:39 pm

    Yes. The only way I have found to douse the torch is to turn away from the fire and walk in another direction….no glancing over my shoulder…


  9. lostgenny

    September 13, 2014 at 1:05 am

    Reblogged this on Lost Genny.


  10. Gia

    September 14, 2014 at 9:22 am

    Somewhere down the road, if you still carry the torch and the flame still has not gone out then?


  11. Gia

    September 14, 2014 at 10:43 am

    Someone should know, right?



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