He gave her the moon, the stars, and even roses at first. And then he worked late and never called her back. He would #prevaricate when she asked what was wrong. His love waned with the moon. And like fallen stars and dead roses, his lies lost shimmer and fell apart. #vss365
— Tricia (@triciasankey) November 18, 2020

Liked the direct concision of this, Tricia, and the relentless downward imagery from the moon and stars to the shimmerless and broken lies all in one breath. Well done!
Thanks, Ron. I’ve learned the art of concision on twitter!
Nice, Tricia! 🌹
Thanks!