Love Bites by Lucille Gallegos
	The door opened and the stench of the dead arose in the emptiness of the house. Dead love, that is. There is nothing worse in life than the stench of a love that has died. The odor is so overwhelming that you could taste the pain in the pit of your stomach. How does love come to such a revolting end? There are many ways that it might happen. Love between people is so overrated, and taken for granted. It starts out sweet and beautiful, in some cases. But the ending effect is always the same. Rotting and disposable love is always in the lives of those foolish enough to think any different. What is love, anyway? A feeling that will make you have a desire for something that makes you feel exhilarated. Yeah, for a little while, just to have it ripped away from you like a carnivorous, bloodthirsty animal. Love never lasts, not forever. Life will give you love, and death will take it away. Love is never fair, in any situation. It sounds great for a while, sometimes a really long time. But it will always end tragically. In some way or another. For those lucky enough to feel the love of someone, they should feel blessed. I feel sorry for them when it is dead and gone. Forever.
	Copyright © 2006 Lucille Gallegos