Passion can quickly turn to animosity or indifference. Either way, it’s painful to endure.

Shrapnel by Anonymously Hal

We ignited each other
like pipe bombs.

Our harsh words
sailing into one another
like shrapnel…

And leaving nothing
but ragged scars
and bloodied flesh.

red rainbow (38) by Upasana

they leave
and leave
and leave
and leave again
until we stop caring
about their absence (and presence)
and learn to live
in the home they abandoned
without thinking twice