flower garden

flower garden

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, abr 19, 2023
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There once lived a singular blue rose who never even had the thought of love cross her mind. She was just bathing in sunlight as usual, taking in the floral scent as if she was taking a relaxing bath but in a flower garden. She who lived in this garden for many years has memorised every single flower, old and new. The petals who once were unfamiliar became a regular after a day had past. She has seen many wither and die yet maintain their beauty till their last petal. She who has seen many shed their tears as their loved ones withered away, replaced by new ones on their grave. The painful expressions worn on her friends as their significant other withers away has cause the poor blue rose to never love as it only brings pain. She herself was scared. She knew the pain of her friends passing away but the pain of having a significant other dying? The blue rose just wasn't sure if her heart could take the pain and grief but it all changed when a flower so graceful and bright who radiates warmth and happiness was planted right next to her, her heart fluttered as her vision bloomed with the most vibrant view, never noticing how beautiful the garden really was and how each flower emitted different scents. She never knew how unique each flower really was and yet she never tried to learn either as she only ever tried to shut herself out, afraid of being close to the other flowers, scared. a/n first off, this is a slow burn and this was an unfinished story that I have written a while back and I was really bored so I thought 'why not finish writing this story, edit it and then post it on wattpad' so thats exactly what I'm doing right now. also please know that I'm ass at writing so this might be the shittiest story you have ever read. also since I wrote this a while back, this story will only have one chapter depending on how much I write out of this and how many people read this.
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