Of Red Carnations & Golden Guitars

Everyone loves flowers. Bright-red blooming ones, soft-yellow flowering ones. They're all so pretty to see, but when you find the right one- the one- that has the most lovely scent and prettiest of petals, you'll obviously keep it for as long as you can, caring for it and cherishing it.

Though, sometimes, you can't find the time to water your flower, and speak sweet words with it. Sometimes, you have to leave it alone, to wilt and wither.

And sometimes, you have to uproot it. Because, that flower was never meant to be.