Our love was like a flower called Rose. You'll have to hold on to its torn so you could see the beauty of it. The torns of it were the struggles we've been through, the sunlight and the water stand for our love of each other, and the petals of it symbolize the length of time of being together.
But what if the sunlight and the water needed weren't given enough, enough to make the flower live? Would you choose to put the flower where the sun lights and the water falls, or let the petals fall?
"I wouldn't want to plant another flower with someone else but you, Pawe. If only destiny had not been cruel to us. If only we had not loved each other at the wrong time. If only..."
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