Endless...

She was supposed to have a story, words written so that everyone could fathom her as someone she really isn't. Maybe she wanted to run from the truth. The words that would reveal to her, her own truth. Of love that proved itself to be anything but...Is that what he wanted her to say, to admit. That she was in love and love, spit in her face. Her past had a disheartening way of repeating itself. Is that what he wanted? Did he want to send her into a whirlwind? Did he want her to crash, because he somehow thought it would bring her heart into an endless void of can't get up, can't get out. Stuck on his eyes, his eyes overtaking her mind...always. Because that's what he did. And she was never right, and somehow he knew everything, because his wrongs could never be anything but right...but her, she was endlessly wrong...