even the most beautiful roses have thorns. you find one you love you care for it as though it is your only child. but despite how well you treat your flower one wrong move and it ****** you. it happens in an instant. before you can even recognize your mistake youre bleeding. blood trickles down the stem and it stains the leaves as a constant reminder of the time your beloved rose hurt you.
so love your flower , love it endlessly. love it with no fear of hurting no fear of pain.