It is better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all.1
Hmm... what do I think of this? Yes, it is true. Love is... to experience it is to walk to the very edges of the living, to almost breathe on death, to catch stars, and dance on fireworks. Love is like nothing else, and yet... somehow love can pass so easily. You could love someone someday and then hate them the next. Love knows no reason... You don't have to love someone for what they are... you just love them. It doesn't matter about anything else.2
Losing them... you lose your world. You lose the fireworks, you drop the stars, and you teeter even nearer that fine line. It almost feels like you AREN'T living anymore... everything is just automatic... nothing feels alive anymore. There is no part of you that really lives when someone you love is gone.3
And yet, despite the pain that comes, it will eventually retreat, leaving you holding faded roses of memory, which, though gone, are beautiful and precious. They are so fragile, best to be put away in a locked box, and taken out on special occasions to be admired. Beautiful, precious memories.4
Even if these memories are so far off and fragile, such little shard of a whole shattered world, they are worth every second. Even if, in time, they fade, provided they are sweet, they are worth the pricks of sadness and pain.5
Nothing can ever compare to love, nothing can have brighter fireworks or shinier stars, and nothing should ever stop love existing, even the fear of it one day being taken away. Love is a precious pearl, a beautiful rose, and must be treasured, nurtured, and remembered forever.
Hmm... what do I think of this? Yes, it is true. Love is... to experience it is to walk to the very edges of the living, to almost breathe on death, to catch stars, and dance on fireworks. Love is like nothing else, and yet... somehow love can pass so easily. You could love someone someday and then hate them the next. Love knows no reason... You don't have to love someone for what they are... you just love them. It doesn't matter about anything else.2
Losing them... you lose your world. You lose the fireworks, you drop the stars, and you teeter even nearer that fine line. It almost feels like you AREN'T living anymore... everything is just automatic... nothing feels alive anymore. There is no part of you that really lives when someone you love is gone.3
And yet, despite the pain that comes, it will eventually retreat, leaving you holding faded roses of memory, which, though gone, are beautiful and precious. They are so fragile, best to be put away in a locked box, and taken out on special occasions to be admired. Beautiful, precious memories.4
Even if these memories are so far off and fragile, such little shard of a whole shattered world, they are worth every second. Even if, in time, they fade, provided they are sweet, they are worth the pricks of sadness and pain.5
Nothing can ever compare to love, nothing can have brighter fireworks or shinier stars, and nothing should ever stop love existing, even the fear of it one day being taken away. Love is a precious pearl, a beautiful rose, and must be treasured, nurtured, and remembered forever.
Author notes
Lol... I really have no idea, I just got inspired.
donuts-and-music: fairly obviously
my prompt was 'it's better to have loved and lost than never loved at all'
thanks for this contest ^^
A contest entry
- love and lost by lexiconsthedevil.
100 points, ended October 28, 2008, 15 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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Interesting topic and I can see that it was written for a contest. So taking that into consideration I will shape my comments to fit accordingly. It would appear you have this concept down and you were able to convey your perceptions clearly. Overall this is a good job.
Now for the technical critique.
Hmm... what do I think of this? Yes, it is true. Love is... to experience it is < : > to walk to the very edges of the living, to almost breathe on death, to catch stars, and dance on fireworks.
This appears that you are musing to your self at first about the matter; however, this is the only use of this style throughout the essay. While it is still good, leaves a reader wondering why the narrative change.
It is also the begining of a list of descriptions, which calls for a colon (I included its needed location).
Love is... to experience it is
This part is redundant again it is the part of you musing to yourself that is not repeated anywhere else.
And, believe it or not, I had to check on using 'and' to start a sentence. According to my sources you used it correctly. BRAVO!!
And yet, despite the pain that comes, it will eventually retreat, leaving you holding faded roses of memory; which, though gone, are beautiful and precious.
The sentence is one of the few that also require the use of the semi colon. I included it in this comment in the line above.
Other than those little things noted above, I have to say "Nice Job"
Hope this helps you out.. Rewarded 8
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Thank you very much
I really really appreciate this, and I will edit accordingly very soon. Thanks so much for your review
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Beautifully written! I really enjoyed reading yuor entry!
Good luck
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Thanks so much
I'm really glad you liked it
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This was written beautifully! Although, you focused a little too much on Love lost in my opinion. Still, I appreciate your views on the beauty of love. Thank you for entering the contest! Good luck!
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Awww, thanks. I'm really glad you liked it
. Thanks for the luck too
. I prefer things which focus more on love that's kept, but it was written for another contest, so that's where it ended. Anyway, thanks very much
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this is beautiful....wow dont think ive ever used that word b4 :3 love make the world go round....and i stop it! love can be anything from a husband/wife to loving ur friends family and even ur cat! :3 (had to add that in)


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, thanks very much for reading. I'm so proud to have been the first to get you to use the word beautiful.
. And yes, I adore my kitty, he's wonderful
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this is really good! my favorite so far!!!
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Wow! Thanks. I'm so glad you like it.
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AWESOME!!!!
This is beautiful and just amazing. Great work!

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, thanks very much. I am glad you liked it ^_^.
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Damn this is completely true and obviously well thought out. Well done.
Sabrina


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^_^, I'm very glad you liked it. Thanks for reading!
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*sigh* everything you said is totally true... and it sent me into a massive amount of flashbacks... not very pleasent... but that's ok. u did a great job with this mom!
lol does it annoy yuo that I call you mom for everything?

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Awww, I'm sorry to have sent you into flashbacks, but I'm glad you liked the story. Lol, nopers, I like it ^_^! *
s daughter*
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This is so beautiful, and so true. Kais x x
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Aww, thanks very much. I am glad you liked it ^_^.
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