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The End

As the rose dies,
so does their love.
But was it ever really that
or feelings they thought were inside.
It's hard to determine,
but the wilting petals don't lie.

The stem felt her tears.
Colors disappeared.
As she felt the bittersweet kiss of the thorn,
she knew that time held her fears.
The sky fell low.
Darkness was near.
The clouds began crying weary tears.
What was the ending?
Was it something love could surpass?
The heart didn't know,
until the tears were like glass.
Falling more and more heavy,
slipping off her invincible mask.

The ending was coming.
One petal was left.
Long lost memories began flowing,
like a river, one can't forget.
The word was love,
the meaning?
Unknown.
And as the last petal fell,
down did the world slow.
The rose was all gone.
The tears were no more.
Her lonely soul lifted
as her last breath slipped away.
"I love you, my dear,
but there isn't a place for me anymore."
Written by Wallflower24 (Jordan)
Published
Author's Note
My first heartbreak was awful. Granted, I didn't actually die, but at the time, it felt like I was going to.
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