Love, an Instance
It started off nicely I guess
A flutter of wings in your stomach
every time you touched
Easy going laughter
Your other half that was once empty and void
Was being filled and satisfied completely
When did it all start to change?
Those small quirks you once adored,
when did they become little pricks of
annoyance?
And when did those annoyances turn into fights?
Fights that lasted for hours
For days at times
Until, it all came apart
When did you begin to change yourself?