A Glass of Water

A Story by Kezia

A short story about how something once beautiful, such as a relationship, can become broken and poisonous.

We found a glass of water, you considered it half empty where as I insisted half full. It was pure and perfectly transparent however the beauty was simply dull as it did not satisfy our tastebuds. The next day you had brought lemons and I had brought sugar. We added as we pleased until it was sweet lemonade. You considered it too sweet where as I insisted it was lovely. Nearly every time I turned away you added lemons and I opted to let it go. I'll let you have it, I'm not too picky. It wasn't long before our once transparent water became translucent. You considered it opaque but I insisted translucent. It was sour and I couldn't even remember when it was sweet. You didn't find it particularly pleasing either, however, you got as you wanted. Lemons, lemons, more lemons. The glass was overflowing you smiled and said "I guess it was half full" but that is not what I saw anymore. We took something beautiful that, yes, was perhaps a tad dull and abused it, altered it to the point where our throats burned. Yes, darling, the glass was half full but I insist that you were right. The glass shattered on the ground and the liquid that was once nothing then something is now nothing once again. You considered we try again but I insisted we didn't.