Once Upon a Time I Believed in Love

Written in 2005, when my marriage of 30 years came to an end.

Once upon a time I believed in Love.
It was my religion.
I believed so completely that love

 could heal all wounds.
It was a medicine for all that ails.
It could fix anything, anyone.

Now I'm standing in the smoldering

 ruins of my happy ending and

I'm left with nothing but contempt

 for the very concept.

Cigarette firmly gripped in my lips.
Laughing my a*s off hysterically

as everything I dreamed of catches

 fire and disintegrates in front of me.

It's garbage.

Reviews

[Lauriegirl]

This takes my breath away with its beauty and honesty. I love raw writes like this and you have quite a gift for this style.

[Sunny]

Wow, this is super duper good.