You are destined to find a perfect rose. It's said to be the most beautiful cherry red rose at the end of the pathway that you are about to enter.
Before you do however, you think of the thorns, and you will with no doubt get poked with at least one of them.
But because you are so passionate about this rose you enter anyways.
Along the way you find yourself bleeding and the pathway to the rose is terribly long.
But once you find that rose you snip it off and take it
Leaving the pathway you find your body covered in scars and marks but that doesn't phase you because now, you have this beautiful and perfect rose that you have desired for the longest period you could've imagined.
But what you don't realize is that the rose will eventually die without it's rose bush and you will loose all you ever wanted.
But what you also don't understand that all those scars and marks that leaves in imprint of your skin of what you had to go through to get that one single rose , will also fade away.
And that's the definition of Love.
