Valentine

As disorganised as this is, I have realised that I didn't post my 'free writing' take on Carol Ann Duffy's valentine but as I only managed to chug out around 100 words, I'm going to call it flash fiction and put it out there :-)

Will you be my valentine? Will you promise to love and cherish me forever more? Hold me close so that nothing and no-one could ever hurt me. Will your love for me last longer than the red rose that you bought for me one cold night in Paris. The petals fell silently one by one whilst we slept until there was nothing left but a bare stem. The stem that I refused to throw away because you had given it to me. The stem that I kept in a green, glass bottle, full of water on my fridge.