Her: Why are you surrounded with fence? Are you vulnerable too?
Him: You can speak plainly. I couldn't understand you.
Her: Why are you controlling your feelings? Why are you keeping yourself away from people and not allowing them to get into your life?
Him: Now I know why you prefer speaking figuratively. That was a tough question.
Her: So?
Him: Im not vulnerable to wind and storms. But to weeds and flowers, yes. I have been broken and ruined once, when I tried to remove my roots and followed a winter flower. How silly for a summer flower like me.
Her: That's sad. To love someone who is not meant for you.
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FLOWERS TOO HAVE STORIES TO TELL
Historia CortaYou are the flower I saw last spring amidst roses and greens. A collection of short conversations that will make you fall in love with flowers and yourself. Be tender as a flower and strong like it that is capable to bloom even after the storm.
