It wouldn’t be long before it happened yet again.

He promised her he was a changed man, that he was chagrined about what he’d done, what he’d said, that he’d failed to follow through on his commitments. She continued to believe him because, of course, she wanted to trust that what he said was true.

Deep down though she knew. Poof! All his good intentions were just that: in-ten-tions, wishful thinking, fallacies, fantasies of domestic tranquility, peace, harmony, Ye Old White Picket Fence silliness. He would never change and she knew this in her gut. She’d just chosen to temporarily (she told herself) set that aside being because, well, he just might mean it this time around. It could happen, right?

Daily Prompt: Temporary

A most unattractive state,
Off-putting.
Makes me feel small:
Thus, to be avoided.

It doesn’t matter if I’m giving off this vibe
Or if I’m in the vicinity of someone else who is.

Best to pursue one’s own excellence
Than to grumble and grouse in regard to someone else’s
Or the perceived unfairness thereof.

At the end of the day, just get over it!

Daily Prompt: Bitter