Where Flowers Grow

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In a world where unrequited love can have devastating consequences, a one in a thousand occurrence of the loving and yet unloved, The Hanahaki Disease is rare and unexplained.

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The word Cosmos in Greek means orderly, beautiful, and ornamental. The flower's fragrance and vibrant colors give it the attributes of peacefulness, wholeness, and modesty. The typical meaning of this flower is 'love flower'.

This flower is often used to illustrate one's deepest feelings of love. When sent to one's love on Valentine's Day it can be said to mean 'walk with me hand in hand' and 'see, life is indeed beautiful'.

The chocolate flower when gifted to a loved one means, 'I love you more than anybody can'. A la the Chocolate Cosmos

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“How long will you love me?”

“Forever and ever.”

Those were the words whispered. Whispered into my ear while we held each other in a field where we had a picnic. Whispered into my ear over dinner. Whispered into my ear in the middle of the night as we fell asleep in each others’ arms. Whispered into my soul, in the tenderest of moments, most bare points of our lives.

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It’s been three years since we married and those were the words that were affirmed through our wedding vows. I felt his love everyday, every moment. It has been a good three years.

It was a rainy day, where we curled up in our little library in our home as we read our respective books that I started coughing. I didn’t think too much of it, thinking that I had caught a bug and all I needed was to rest.

The cough persist for weeks and it was while I was on the way home on the bus that I noticed I was coughing out more than just spittle. There, lay in the tissue I was using to cover my mouth with, lay the small petals of my favourite flower.

The Chocolate Cosmos.

I missed my bus stop that night.

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“Miss, please have a seat.”

Woodenly I sat in the chair opposite the doctor.

“I’m very sorry to say, but this is indeed the Hanahaki Disease. Your X-Ray films show that this is still in the early stage. But it is progressing along.”

I sat there in stunned silence, knowing exactly what the doctor is telling me. I have Hanahaki. The illness where lungs will grow the patient's favourite flowers and spreads until they are unable to breathe and suffocate to death. I don't know which is more devastating to me.

That I was dying.

Or that my husband has stopped loving me.

Because that is how you get this illness. From one-sided loves. I love my husband. But he has stopped loving me.

Since when…?

“I have to tell you miss, that at the rate you are telling me, with your cough starting just two weeks ago, that you are progressing along the stages of the disease fairly quickly. Input into our simulation software, you are very likely to only have a year left before your lungs suffocate from the growth of the flowers. It would be best if you try to move on from your one-sided affliction.”

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