When I was younger,
I had a plant.

I loved my plant and took good care of it.
I watered that plant every single day,
I talked to it,
I made sure it had the best angles of sunlight,
but
my plant still died.

I sobbed for hours,
my father tried to console me,
but when asked that ever bothersome one word question
"Why?"

He simply said,
"Plants can die from too much care,
just as they can die from drought."