Non-fiction / polluted by the promise of love.

as prose,or poetry, or    blogging, i absolutely love this piece. i know that’s it’s a true life situation for you, but it feels out of place in ‘non-fiction’, unless somewhere there’s more to the story--not this particular story-but YOUR story. a memoir perhaps…anyway, your style is great, and the concept was even better. i love the idea--you know, to love something so hard you destroy it…oh, countless memories. keep writing, i’ll keep reading.

decent writing, with some spelling, grammar flaws that get in the way. I was reminded of the guy from of Mice and Men…Lenny, is it? Who always kills the mice because he’s too rough while trying to pet.

I think it may be stronger if it is just written as prose, not in poetic appearance.

Excellent work! Very thoughtful and incisive.

Though this probably would more accurately fall into the category of Poetry, I think you’ve done a great self-examination piece that can be extended beyond its subject matter and applied to the way in which people sometimes go about their interpersonal relationships, as well.

Congratulations, I look forward to reading more of your work.

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This read more as a poem then a story to me. I liked it and the overall meaning is nice. I felt some emotion from it however to make it more powerful I think it should be expanded.

Keep Writing.

The slight darkness of the poem and realization is great. Comparing love to picking flowers is a way to describe love i’ve never thought of. Great job i think in the fifth line you meant It not I.