We are flowers
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