Love, an Instance

It started off nicely I guess

A flutter of wings in your stomach

every time you touched

Easy going laughter

Your other half that was once empty and void

Was being filled and satisfied completely

When did it all start to change?

Those small quirks you once adored,

when did they become little pricks of

annoyance?

And when did those annoyances turn into fights?

Fights that lasted for hours

For days at times

Until, it all came apart

When did you begin to change yourself?