50 Words

Roses are Dead, Oops, I Mean Red

Thrifty Words Challenge #15: Transition

When roses die they first start to rot along the edges.

Red goes Black as petals spread open like my legs, like my heart when I’m hopeful and scared.

Those petals don’t know how beautiful they are when they’re breaking and falling to the ground.

They never know how loved.

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