We are flowers

August 13, 2015

Dispersed roots that were formed in separation

Eventually have become intertwined with eachother

Loving the sweet taste of the flower petals, honeydew, and pollen

Entangled stories change the directions of destinies

And once the sun comes out

And it is time to grow apart

The leaves will tear

They will fall

And they will miss the time that they spent in the rain together,

In the sun together,

Growing together;

And they will taste the bittersweet taste of growing apart.

-m.c.-

We are flowers and I am going to miss you

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