Yes, the tittle of this poem serves the poem so well that the diction of this piece tells exactly the name of the poem. And it is true, the kind of love is always forbidden.

You have done well here!

Check me out; will you, please!

Thanks, loualbert. Sure, I’ll check you out. I already added you as a friend.

Great write for the challenge.

Well done Dulce–nice little story.

nice lilt to your piece.

Excellent poem for the challenge.

Kind of sad. Good job.

Good write. I’ve had this happen to me before in a grocery store. An old flame that brought back rememberance of a shared moment in time. Nice entry for the challenge. Well done.

yea sad little piece.but really good for the challenge.great job.

It was sad, but also ended well – moving on is always a positive and enlightening step. A great entry for the challenge. Thanks for playing. Hope you have a go next round too.

saying goodbye is always hard but helps to make us grow

Hi, Triond friends, thank you for visiting my entry to the challenge, and thanks for the comments. I’ll definitely join the next round. It’s enjoyable and quite addicting. I had fun reading all your entries, too.

Just wonder what would have happened if instead it were to rain that day.

That’s some food for thought. Maybe she would have forgotten him eventually. But, thank God for sunny Sunday afternoons!

Very good entry to the challenge. I didn’t see it so much as sad as it was a healthy resolve to something that should have died a long time ago. Maybe her next walk in the park will mean a locked gaze with an unforbidden love.