You are mercurial.
It’s something I love about you.
It’s something I hate about you.
I love your almost unbridled passion for life.
I hate that your passion is so unbridled.
Who are you going to be today?
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “mercurial” in exactly 38 words. Image credit: The New Yorker, Multiplism by Victor Victori.jpg