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Scattered Petals
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Complete, First published Dec 24, 2016
It was a warm day for this time of year. The autumnal chill hadn't yet taken over and his yard, while slowly giving way to upcoming change of seasons, was still full of life and color. George Greenwood had other things he should be doing this morning, a lot of other things, but he found himself out here in his favorite chair. He had brought a book with him, but it was long forgotten. Instead he was taking everything in- the sights, the smells...everything. He wouldn't have this opportunity much longer. Memories were hitting him left and right lately. Each plant, flower, even the blades of grass...every rose....they all had a story.

Flowers, it seemed, had always played a key role in the life of George Greenwood.
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I was enduring a feeling which I determined to never let happen, I was feeling suffocated in the web of something unexplainable, I was getting lost for the beauty of heart not knowing how to take care of it. I was longing for something too fragile, gentle, delicate knowing that it can get broken by being with me. "He was my safe place without me realizing it... he was my savior even before i met him, he was the person i dreamt about without recognizing it, he was the love in a heart where there was no hope of any emotion, he became my only family making me remember the love i lost with my parents." I wanted to keep her in my world, hoping our combined colors would blend into a beautiful sky filled with stars, a moon, and endless happy moments shared between us. She felt like my destination, a place where my mind could finally be at peace, free of thought. In a world where I felt defined by my parents' expectations, she felt like my own reality.