In the beginning we were so passionate and into each other. I know that is impossible to sustain but thought we’d settle into a rewarding and fulfilling life together. Instead you tired of me like old clothes you did not want to wear any more and threw me away. D.C.
I would rather a romantic relationship
turn into contempt than turn into apathy.
The passion in the extremities
make it appear as though it once meant something.
We grow from hot or cold,
but lukewarm is the biggest insult.