A Vow of Nothing (Writing Challenge Day 25)
A man sits down on a toilet
Nothing. I dug down deep and felt nothing. From the first time I saw her at our wedding, escorted down the aisle by two nuns, I felt nothing. It was nothing like how the books tell the story of love at first sight, nothing like the sermons the priest preached that day of eternal, undying love. From our first kiss, our first night together, nothing. I sleep with her and nothing, plowing her pussy and what came out of my dick? Nothing. Days after, I see her smiling at another guy and, still, nothing. The day she left, I sat down and I thought I’d cry as I expected any man in my position would. But what came out of my eyes? Nothing.
The man jumps into the bowl and flushes himself down.