life is like a tree, it sprouts, and it brings both joy and pain, you cant have one without the other, unless you take it all away, so cherish the joy while you still have it
Love is like a seed, you plant it and you water it and watch it grow, you and your special someone, and you take care of it, and it grows, slowly but steadily. It will become beautiful, a beautiful plant, but as for weather it is a tree, a vine, a flower, or something else, that is your choice, for the plant is the relationship, each is different. But don't ever, under any circumstances, kill that plant, for you will never be able to grow another. My plant was a beautiful oak, with cherry blossoms, like that of a fantasy, beautiful and perfect, but yet it was torched, and now is ashes, dead and gone. The perfection is gone, and the ground tough to plant in, but I will plant another seed, just as everyone else who makes the same mistake will, and plant it in the same pot you did at first, because those plants are the most beautiful. I shall plant another seed in the same pot I first planted in, and it will grow, and be beautiful like the first.