Her: Someone had told me that sadness is full of beauty.
Him: That's weird.
Her: I thought too, at first. But he's right. Sadness is full of beauty.
Him: So, why?
Her: Because sadness drives us to write. Sadness impels us to paint and to draw. Many beautiful things were inspired from sorrow.
Him: You couldn't cry, right?
Her: Huh?
Him: You are crying now. You look like a flower bathed with dew. What a sad thing. You're sad, that's why you're beautiful.
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FLOWERS TOO HAVE STORIES TO TELL
Short StoryYou 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.
