Uprooted Flower

How can we forget about our first love? First kiss? First hug? First heartbreak?

We all know that we cannot forget about it.

How can you forget that first love that makes you special?

That makes you happy?

That makes you feel that you're the most beautiful girl in the world?

That makes you feel that you are not alone?

They said love is like a flower.

You gave everything to make it better...

You gave them love...

You protected them from the harmful things around them...

You gave the best that you can just to save it...

But.

What if...

Someone uprooted that flower?

How can you save that flower?

Are you willing to fight just to save that? Or just let it go and let someone have the flower?