She handpicked the last rose of summer; watched the petals wilt into a ballet of depression. The ghost of his apology of deceit had bred in her mind for days. She knew that walking unafraid in a world devoid of him could never equal the burning desire of a restored heart. She crushed the rose in her hand. Someday she would visit his office and attempt to rekindle the love of her lover; a man whom she would always believe to be a raw diamond in the earth.
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Ah very clever Mario. I like it 🙂 I might try this myself some time.
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Nicely written. I hope he is a raw diamond 🙂
Thanks 🙂
this is BEAUTIFUL
Thank you 🙂