By Jade M. Wong
A chilly breeze plucked a white petal off the tulip sitting at the open window.
He loves me.
A second plucked petal floated with the breeze before coming to a rest on the damp soil.
He loves me not.
The flowerpot trembled as a stronger wind blew in, sending petals fluttering in the air.
He broke my heart.
A giant gust rushed in, flinging the flowerpot across the room, shattering the clay and showering the floor with soil.
So I’ll break everything he’s got.
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Powerful writing!! Love the imagery and the escalation of the breeze to the giant gust
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Thanks! Glad you like the imagery and the escalation 🙂
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Amazing! Thanks for posting, I love how this is so effective in such a succinct space.
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Thank you! So glad you like the piece 🙂
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Thank you for sharing my piece, Drabble editors! 🙂
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Fab, Jade, as always! 🙂
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Aw shucks, thank you TUS 😀
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