Him

It was a wintry Tuesday morning...when it all began.When I knew that he would be responsible for the scintillating ebullience that filled me but also the bottomless turmoil that consumed my entirety. Did I love him? Or did I hate him? Did I trust him blindly? Or did I know that he would eventually betray me and make me fall into an endless doom of self pity? I did know, and if I didn't then I most certainly should have.

This is our story, whether it has a jovial ending or a tragic one, I guess none of us know yet.