An Unlikely True Story

There was once a child who loved apathy

This child met one obsessed with emotion.

The emotional child taught this apathetic freak to love.

That was why she left...

Love is scary. Perhaps he should have started with happiness.

Hate was hers to own, but she shared it.

Funny thing is, she was the only one to keep it.

So she threw it away.

And maybe it hit him in the face on the way out.

But he tossed it aside as well, for he knew better than to dwell on such things.

But dwell he did, and the hate grew back in the form of a fine prickly briar.

The vines grew tight around his heart and he longed for more.

But she was only a gardener of nature, not of souls.

He should have known better....

 

 

(End of prologue)

Reviews

[Sydney Dreama]

Very interesting! I like it a lot. as it reads end of prologue I'm very interested in what is to come next!