Better as a daydream

Notice of absence from HannahElisabeth
Taking a long overdue mental health vacation. I will check in when I can.


I think we were always more in love

with the idea of love, and being loved

chasing heart-skip -what-if- almost


rose-shaded, jaded,

dopamine daydream

Our love,

long distance make-believe

Was only ever fantasy

  • Author: HannahElisabeth (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 18th, 2021 00:48
  • Comment from author about the poem: And there far are better things to dream about, anyway.
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  • dusk arising

    Isn't that how love is though, initial attraction etc fades and we discover (or not) the person we can tolerate alongside our fantasy of what we figure love to be....
    And of course, the law of averages is heavily biased in the failure arena.
    Re-reading the final lines leads me to wonder whether this is about an internet based/initiated romance. A chat-room folly i became too familiar with in foolish years.
    Very enjoyable read.

    • HannahElisabeth

      Yes exactly that! And getting so caught up in the infatuation you forget what love really is.
      My foolish years seem to entail falling for a close friend living in a different state and then wrecking the friendship entirely. Falling for strangers in a chat room sounds like a much more preferable folly in my opinion haha

      Thank you for the kind words and I'm glad I'm not alone in the foolish department!

      • dusk arising

        LOL look up my 'goodbye' post of today for an example of foolishness in love.

      • Goldfinch60

        When you find the right person love is so strong that it only gets stronger over the years as it did with my wife and I, and still does even thought she has passed into a better world where I will join her one day.


        • HannahElisabeth

          Andy, it makes my heart happy you were fortunate to find that kind of love; I'm sorry for your loss but I love the hopefulness you express. I'm still holding out hope for that myself. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment 🙂

        • Doggerel Dave

          Following a precedent already shared on this thread, my take on ’Love’ as explored particularly on this site has already been expressed on


          Apologies for the slightly brusque tone, Hannah - the whole subject here gives me the irrits sometimes.

          • HannahElisabeth

            Perfect follow-up poem to read after posting this, or should I say throw back?

            No apologies necessary, this was more a rose-colored take on what love is not supposed to be. And definitely penned while quite irritated at the time haha.

            Certainly enjoyed your take!

          • Simple Tendencies

            Oh this is so beautiful.
            I'm reminded of a Mountain Goats song, "Love, Love, Love" which talks about these weird images people get in their head about what love really is. it's comforting to know that other people are still trying to chase that high of first love, while trying hard not to fall into the same traps as before.
            I especially like the internal rhyme you've got going on with the turning point here. "Rose-shaded, jaded/ dopamine daydream" works so well. Nicely phrased! Feels like a dialogue you have with yourself. Like you're thinking things over and your brain has to rhyme just to make sense of the overload of sensations.

            • HannahElisabeth

              Aww I listened to the song, and yeah I totally agree.
              And thank you! I was definitely overthinking it and realized oh. I got too caught up in this and this is NOT actually what I thought it was.
              At least the whole thing made for almost an entire collection of poetry?

            • Heart of Babel

              Don’t mind me…
              *Raises boom box high into the air, blaring Haddaway while bobbing head sideways*

            • L. B. Mek

              but still, fantasy helps
              gets us through
              the lulls in our day..
              (a wonderful shorty, thanks for sharing
              and with the cultural switch to online dating
              this reads, so relatable)

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