Beautiful from both sides. They need care. Emerge from a seedling. Want alot of earthy love. They grow us as we care. We can loose them at their early stage due to reckless behavior.
They are born weak, they need protection, they need all survival from us.
They grow up. In a beautiful sunshine. Stretching their petals to reach sun. Blooming themselves.
But what when there is no sunshine in their life. They stretch for it, look for it, then they start to gloom. They loose their hope. They start to die form inside. But no one cared.
After a while their dying face can be seen. Still some care and sun will help to emerge them. It's not too late. We can fix it. But who cares.
What if we don't? They start to die in front of us. We start to fix it but it's too late. We mourn over dead. How beautiful they were. How precious they were. And we unfortunately lost them.
It was not unfortunate. We killed them. We saw them struggling. We saw their thirst, we didn't care. We saw them dying ,we didn't do anything. And when we lost them, we cry for them, we get sad, we start to miss them, we move on .. isn't that strange.
Lots of 💖
Missable
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