WOW, I never expected this, yes, it was I that challenged you, and when I received the list of the prompts I had given you, I was intrigued as to what you would pen, and in which direction you would flow the ink to...

I love that you didn't use these prompts directly, you didn't use them as they were but turned them around and made them your own, very carefully placing them, subtly but effectively...which I must say worked so well, this piece was so deep, powerful, full of emotion and imagery,

this was beautiful, which in light of the last line, seems to be a contrast to what you were talking about, but the use of Beauty and the Beast and the Rose Petals, this piece was just mesmerizing to read and spoke so deeply and truthfully of love and what it can do to someone...

How one person can change your perception, change lives, and cast doubt on the most natural thing we have...Love

Great write Jen
xx

I did not see that coming either! Beauty & The Beast is one of my all time favorite Disney movies and it means a lot to me.... so that wilting rose has tons of significance. I love how much development this poem had, from being introduced to this person who spun a web of lies to knowing even the petal knows fate- that this man does not have beauty within.

Amazing write, especially with the sad undertones of the truth of this person. Reality showed this love's true colors, how trust no longer was part of their life as well as caring to preserve this love. Beautifully expressed!

Love is the strongest feeling in the world, and when a relationship ends in such a way, its effects can be devastating for you. It's just as if you were attempting to keep hold of sand with your hands, no matter how hard you hold it, it will eventually fall to the ground leaving its hand empty and powerless .... leaving dust and debris on the ground.

But have no fear, the wind of life will wash the road and carry that sand and dust away in a place where you can no longer see it, just like an invitation for you to go forward and accept the new sceneries that life will bring forth.

And no matter how many lies, how much suffering ...... and no matter how hurtful it might have been to see the rose of love and its petals slowly withering because, know this, that rose has never withered and never will, it just had to find another place to blossom in.