Relapse
By Wesley Brook
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I am happy, happiness had not been a frequent visitor to my hotel recently, in fact I wasn't even sure if he would ever check back in, but here he was standing in reception asking for a room key.
I have no idea where this unexpected wave of happiness had come from. But who am I to question his motives. I'm nothing really. Just another stain upon the earth, just killing time until I become the earth I stand upon. But not tonight. No tonight is different.
I think the reason why I was a ray of sunshine today was because I had not been shouted at this morning. It's stupid. Yes I know but there is something comforting when you are not being screamed at like dirt beneath dirt.
It's normally my fault we argue. I don't mean to. I just enjoy the moaning. I firmly believe that males and females cant co-operate with one enough and remove the concept of love and there would be no reason for one another. Except for the obvious population purposes.
Love is so blind. Well at least that's what people tell me. I've never personally been visited by romantic love. Only ever lust. lust in a funny fellow, he makes every single detail about the other half of your puzzle seem somehow like a mystery but yet obvious at the same time. I would love to fall in love. But I know it's not as easy as it looks in the movies.
(Work in Progress)
To Be Continued
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