Bottle of Wine
When did it happen, and why to me? What was it that lured me in?
As I mixed Joe a drink at the bar, I realized I was attracted to him. His eyes? That smile? Probably all the right words he spoke that evening. Who knows, but he won me over. That night was the last drink Joe had. The relationship became everything I had hoped for and we shared a good three months of bliss.
One evening my best friend brought over a bottle of wine for him. Oh, no! I had heard about his past drinking. First he laughed and joked around. Not so bad. By time the bottle was empty I was being beaten. Scared as I was I kicked him out, even if it was just for the night!
My weakened heart wanted him back but my Lord knew better. God allowed me to find out that my best friend was really Joe's friend (with benefits).
This was the end of a relationship with someone I thought I loved and the end of one I truly loved, my best friend. She got him and I never let her know just how much pain she had put me through. Besides, Karma bit her back!
October 24/21
The Highroad Contest
Copyright © Virginia Gelok | Year Posted 2021
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