Love.
Soft and kind and safe.
Touching, loving, feeling.
Immersed in each other, no escape. No one wishes to leave. Two becoming one, flesh on flesh on flesh.
The heat builds, the primal urge.
Snap.
One, insignificant detail.
Snap.
One, microscopic occurrence.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
Back.
Love is still there, but I cannot feel them. All I feel, all I see...it's changed.
Snap.
Joy to nausea, love to disgust.
Snap.
Naked, I curl into a ball. Tears flowing, since when I don't know.
End. End. End.
End it, end myself.
The mind races with words and feelings that shouldn't belong to me.
Snap.
Love apologizes, though they know it's not their fault. Love isn't the one who touched you, isn't the one who broke you.
Snap.
Slowly it fades. Too slowly. Never fully gone.
Snap.
A distant memory turns the marriage bed vile.
Snap.
My sanity, piece by piece by piece by precious god dammed piece.
Snap.
