I find my grip on life weakening.
It doesn’t feel that long ago when everything was on the up. A great job, lots of friends and then, at the peak of my good fortune, I met you and felt completely fulfilled.
I wonder now how I allowed you to manipulate me as you did and leave me feeling as I do?
When you left, my world turned upside down and life, as I knew it, became a futile journey.
So, I sit here watching the minute hand of existence turn, knowing it won’t be long before I slowly slip away.
Categories: 100-Word Stories
A writer of short stories.