Last fall, as part of our Modern Love at 13 project, we asked readers to submit haikulike versions of their love stories. We received, well, a few (ahem, north of 9,000) and shared some of our favorites then. Here is another batch of 13-word stories that caught our eye.
“Love Is ...” takes a look at love in many forms. Love what you see?
I will never mistake your amazing gooeyness. I love you, mac ’n’ cheese.
Don’t expect sex to be sexy at 60 if it’s not at 16.
Cuba. You were Danish. I complimented your Speedos. You said, “Thanks, they’re secondhand.”
Has anyone ever been consistently so happy to see me as my dog?
I talk in the mornings. She doesn’t. But we’ve made it this long.
He wrote me a poem, but I recognized it as Depeche Mode lyrics.
We both like Mountain Dew and sticking our tongues out; the important stuff.
Our friends keep on having babies. We moved to Europe. We sleep great.
Waiter, please set the table for three: my girlfriend, her anxiety and me.
My kids moved out and he moved in; my first dog, named Wilbur.
45 years bliss. Then 13-word challenge. Now can’t agree. Love doomed. Thanks.
You had me at, “Don’t worry, I haven’t watched ‘Game of Thrones,’ either.”
Years from now, I hope the headline doesn’t become “Buddhism stole my boyfriend.”
Never kiss and tell, especially when you are kissing an Army intelligence commander.
Post-kiss, it was never going to work. Maybe it was the Doritos.
