Thread: Flowers...

Flowers. Their fragrance is like a peice of heavan that drifted down to earth. Their beauty is admired by the world yet it is the world that crushes them. My love for you is similar yet completely different. You are like the fragrance of a rose that captured my heart. To start I know not how, yet my heart craves for you like a desert for water, but I will never find you. For you are everywhere and everything. Everywhere I turn your your fragrance flows like a spring during a beautiful summer day. So I sit and wait, mourning, hoping that one, hopefully one day someone will find me. So that like you... I too will feel loved.