this morning #425.

this morning, flashy flowers had her somewhat stunned & wondering why he continued to constantly try. six years together followed by six months apart & it was starting to seem like she hadn’t been as clear as she should have been when she tried to cut ties. it was no surprise that he’d taken this tact. there were reminders of it all throughout her home, gifts given where apologies would have sufficed. tokens of a time when everything was fine or everything appeared to be so on the surface. all the effort is what ultimately overwhelmed her & led to her sending him packing. it all seemed so fake & so lacking in taste. for the next two days, the kitchen trash can smelled like passionflower.