They say that love is blind, and I used to agree. Why else would a smart, beautiful women like her fall for a ghoul like me? It certainly wasn’t for my money. She had to be blind, or at least severely visually impaired, right?
Still, I believed we had a good thing going and I thought that I had earned both her love and her respect. But that good thing was all too brief. I found out that she was one of those people who believed in an out of sight, out of mind approach to love.
Or at least she did with me, because when I was not around, not in her sight, she made love with just about any other man who crossed her path. And, as I later learned, even with some other women she met.
With this new insight, I decided to take action, although some might think it was extreme. Let’s just say my former love has lost her sight and now she, too, believes that love is blind.
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver prompt. And for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (ghoul), Ragtag Daily Prompt (still), The Daily Spur (brief), My Vivid Blog (respect), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (extreme).