What is Love?

Falling out of love is exactly how it seems. Life loses colour. You’ve lost a part of you. You’re in denial at first and try to pretend that the feelings are still there but no matter how hard you try hate shadows and grows stronger by the day. You wonder how this has happened.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but you have only found a bitter hole where it once resided.

I’m glad you’re gone, and good riddance to you. My only regret is that I didn’t get to kick you out myself.

She slammed the door. He startled and took a step back, his foot landing on the tail of a large cat. As the cat cried out and clawed at his leg, he lost his balance and fell backwards. his head hit the cement stairs with a resounding crack. The cat fled as the blood spread across

the floor, a river of red creeping down the steps. She opened the door, seeing this for herself. “Oh no, what have I done?” she cried, as she looked down at the unassuming cat. “I did this for you, Martha,” it meowed, as it climbed down the bloodied steps, never to be seen again.