Who ever said giving out flowers on valentines day was cliche are wrong, because to me they were our world
A metaphor on what love really is
because it starts off small
a seed waiting to be touched by the skies tear and lifted buy the suns rays
that's how our love formed
you met me when I was still just a small seed
the day came when you felt comfortable touching me, and saw that i was waiting for someone like you
two months passed by and nothing had grown, until something happened to make the sky cry for me, but you lifted me up with your rays of sun
and we grew
into a flower with its own unique color
and we were strong too