Two people who mutually, truly love each other
That's called a miracle. And miracles don't always happen,
But that's why it's called a miracle when it does.
Something that sounds so cheesy and simple,
Hurts. And it hurts a lot.
Unrequited love, broken love, and love that you know won't fruit.
It hurts.
If you do find someone you cherish,
Remember that it's a miracle.
Don't be selfish and lose sight of your miracle.
That isn't to say be selfless and hold yourself in.
That's the beauty of a miracle. You are free,
And the burdens you carry are shared.
Don't be selfish, but
Live your love to the fullest.
Live it, because you are very lucky to be blessed with a miracle.
A bag of seeds.
If it's empty, you go get a new bag--or be content and receive a new one next time.
If you chose the wrong seed to plant, don't worry.
When you finally get to the right one,
A flower so beautiful it's blinding
Will bloom.
And take care of it.
Because some of us have had our flowers wilt early.
Because some of us don't get miracles.
And this flower will only bloom once.
It is sad it only blooms once, but when it does it is everlasting, if cherished.
It is sad, but I would not want it any other way.
For the one moment you find it blooming is so brilliant, so beautiful,
It can only be called a miracle.
