After the Love

I love flowers.  Most weeks I treat myself to a bouquet or two of assorted flowers.  This last week I brought a beautiful bouquet of roses with the intention of taking some pictures.  Well life got in the way and that never happened.

They have since dried out and need to be discarded but I still wanted to take a picture of them.

 

after the love 1

After the Love 1

 

after the love 2

After the Love 2

When Love Dies

When love dies,
It ceases to exist.
And the flame that used to be,
Ceases to persist

It feels like a wound that won’t stop bleeding,
Like it’s your last breath you’re about to take,
And it feels like your soul’s watching,
And all you can do is pray you wake.

When love dies,
It’s like everything slows down to a stop
The tears that came rolling down your cheeks
Are taking ages to drop

To the cold tiled floor
I fell onto my knees,
It felt as if the light followed her shadow,
As she slammed closed the door…

Love died,
I know this because my soul died too.
And it was hurting as much
As all the pain I put her through.

When love died
I ceased to exist
The only thing that kept us together…
Ceased to persist.

by Billy Arends

Which do you prefer 1 or 2 or neither?

 

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Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/when-love-dies#ixzz3oKBi0hrZ
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Posted on October 12, 2015, in Black and White, Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. I would’ve liked more light. Maybe daylight, the dried roses set on a clear garden table.
    At your mom’s?
    😉

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  2. The poem is deeply touching, your roses are perfect illustration /symbol for it!

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