England gripped the glass in his hand. He was so angry! No… He was sad… They were over. God… He loved her so much! But he hated her. The way she could make him uncontrollably angry and then so depressed he couldn't move.
Gulp one. The first time he saw her, he talked to her, he was so angry. What the hell was wrong with him? He was going crazy. He went from being in a rage, who the hell was that touching her arm? To feeling his heart fly. She was… looking. At him. He could still remember the smile, the glint in her eye when she looked his way. He didn't want to remember, though! Dammit! He wished he could just forget.
Gulp two. Refill the glass. He couldn't go two days without talking to her. It was like they were connected by an invisible string, and when they weren't together, the string would tug and tug until he had to call her, or see her. Even now, when they're over, the string still tugs at him. He wondered if the string was tugging at her too. No. He couldn't think of her. Just one thought and…
Gulp three. Even when they were together, she still drove him just as crazy as she did before. Who was that guy that she was talking to? She was laughing. She ran up to him and hugged him and he couldn't stop the smile that came over him. A powerful wave of melancholy ran through him, and he choked back tears. Was he drunk already? He couldn't tell. He was only on his second glass but… The wave of melancholy hit again as he remembered her smiling face.
Gulp four. He remembered their sweet words. Loving forever? How ridiculous. Forever is over, it seemed. He knew that this might not last. This 'break'. Things like that had happened in the past. One would call the other crying, and be instantly forgiven. No… Not this time, he couldn't take this anymore. She'd have to get used to being without him for good, from now on. He'd have to get used to it to…
Gulp five. You're supposed to 'get something' out of a relationship, aren't you? Something good. That's what he'd read. If that was so, his time with her had been on gargantuan waste of time. He'd tried to fix them, when the kisses turned into harsh words, but she didn't care. Now he was over her, and in a more sober state of mind. He laughed, if only that statement had been true. Well, he was already too far gone to go back.
Gulp six. They had kissed all the time, but their love was like a fruit. In the sense it went rotten quickly in heat. As time went on, they kissed less and yelled more. Their passion turned to loathing. After a while, he was pretty sure neither of them knew why they were still there other than they 'loved' each other. Sometimes he wondered if he'd been crazy that whole relationship.
"I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hung over.
I'll love you forever. But now it's over."