A bee that's been wandering in the meadow always says "Yes, i can. I'm okay being alone, I'm better off alone."
Each days she keep wandering, and proving to herself that she doesn't need anyone by her side.
Hence every single words she said has an underlying bitterness, and that convincing herself is the dumbest thing she could do because as she keep wandering she could only see flowers without bloom. Realizing that it reflects how she really feel.
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Non-FictionThis is a work for personal reasons, the flower of my thoughts and emotions.
