The wax drips should have been the sign, the smooth sculptures, equally beautiful and disgusting, creating on and staining the surface top and sides.
I despise mess, abhor untidiness and yet, for him, I was willing to overlook this because the candle had been so romantic.
When, several weeks later, the wax drips were still there I should have known he was not for me. Instead I moved things over to my place more, where cleanliness does abound.
Though my flat became a little dirtier and unkempt by his presence it dawned on me only when things went missing.
I despise mess, abhor untidiness and yet, for him, I was willing to overlook this because the candle had been so romantic.
When, several weeks later, the wax drips were still there I should have known he was not for me. Instead I moved things over to my place more, where cleanliness does abound.
Though my flat became a little dirtier and unkempt by his presence it dawned on me only when things went missing.
Written for Friday Fictioneers, in response to this photo:
Jim, Good story of a lover who needs to be removed. A sneak thief is too much. Looks like this person knows how to take advantage of those who love him. Well done. :)
ReplyDeleteSusan
Some things are just not meant to be. I like it!
ReplyDeleteDear Jim,
ReplyDeleteThis is a relationship that seems to be doomed from the beginning. Good use of the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle