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She came back the next winter but all was not well. I had moved on, but her allure was strong. Try as I may I could not stop myself from her temptation. What was it about her? She took my morals and threw them away. Left me with guilt and led me astray.

We tried once more to bind our souls. Weaving and bending to the force of our feelings, yet when the time came for it, she left again. Unsurprised but dismayed I thought of what she said. Told me she thought of me when she was away, promised to never leave. But when our love was at it's peak, she never wanted to farther a sneak. For which I believe she knew she would leave.

It was never her that I would ever regret, but rather how naive I feel. She knew this and twisted me something nasty, led me to do unsavoury things, yet she's the one with the happy ending? Where does this leave me?

A girl alone.

A love deficient cactus.