At the back of the back yard there was a small alluring flower flourishing. Always trying its best to glow in order to be noticeable.
Ever trying its first-rate to be as soulful as probable, remarkably that someone can lay their eyes on and take care of it but instead people kept on striding on it for it wasn't a plural one but singular.
It was divergent
Nobody understood it.
Nobody understood where it was materialize, so they kept on striding on it hoping for it to decease but it didn't.
It kept on rising like Maya Angelou once said:
You may **** me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
It kept on rising and rising to a point it got tired
It got tired of always trying without any appreciation and it suddenly lost everything it had.
It lost its colour.
It lost its leaves.
Its seeds kept on falling.
And that was the end of it oh well let me rephrase it, it was thought as the end of it.
It was thought as a deceased flower and those who wanted it deceased were glad.  
But came along someone it’s been longing for.
That someone picked up on all of the seeds and planted them, took care of the flower but because the flower thought of itself as dead it didn't want come back to life.
And that's what she thought of herself, a deceased flower that will never come back to life, which will never rise again.
He really tried proving to her that she can rise again but it was hard for her to believe cuz of her experiences of people always striding on her and not appreciating her.
It was hard for her to love herself but even at times she couldn't love herself he loved her secretly.
And the time he spoke his heart to her all she could think of was him being one of the people who once strode on her.
Even though he haven't strode on her, his past made her think that he might. So she kept on rejecting him.
However the rejection didn't stop him.
It made him stronger.
He kept on trying.
He went milestones just to show her how much he loved her and that's when she gradually fell for him, that’s when her mind started fighting with her heart.
Her mind was telling her not to fall for him because of his past.
But her heart was telling her to forget about his past, accept him the way he is and give him a chance to become the person he wants to be.
She followed her heart and analyzed her mind and through the analysis she realized that her mind was filled with all the negative words she's been hearing from people about his past instead of his words.
Then she stopped listening to people but him and that's when her heart and mind fell into an agreement and that's when she gave him a chance to have her heart.
Calling back to mind, the flower didn't want come to life but it ended up being happy to come back to life because of someone. Now it is as beautiful and colourful as it was before. It is alive.
She is alive.
Everyday she falls for him.
Everyday she realise that he is the one she wants to grow old with.
Everyday she prays to the one Above to protect them in their relationship.

This one is for you Phemelo Mokwele.I know I might not be the perfect girlfriend but I just wanna thank you for appreciating, accepting and loving me for who I am.
Your love has truly given me the biggest strength in the world