The Ruthlessness of the Heart
By: Madeline Reid
“The more I love you, the more I hate you.” Those are the words that I never thought I would say, especially to the woman who was my entire future. The light of my life, the beacon of light in my world filled with darkness. Except she wasn’t. With every happy moment came the dark ones. She may not have realized it, but I did. With every joke and smile exchanged, and every intimate moment shared darkness began to seep into my heart. The love I once held for her started to disappear piece by piece. As love chipped away it was replaced with a stale feeling of hatred that began to grow. I don’t know why this hatred appeared and why it persisted, but I know that I regret every minute that it filled my heart. And so, as I turned my back on the woman who once upon a time was the love of my life I reached up and rubbed the wetness out of my eye, sniffled, and stood up straight. I walked forward and never looked back.
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