This journey—
of loving you,
learning to love you,
seeing every version of you—
loving you all the more.
Growing to love you,
feels all similar to that of a flower,
nature in all forms,
be it a tree or even a bush.
Talking with you—
rooting into you—
we built a foundation,
and each joke,
each smile,
each laugh,
was a new bulb of plant life blossoming, envisioning the bulb as a door opening,
into a home, with you.
Together, we grow,
perhaps a willow tree,
encamping and shading all we cherish,
a bush—
with roots of integrity—
stable in all seasons of life,
a flower,
blooms every year,
bright in color,
never faltered.
Our love will never falter,
and with that,
I will never give up,
that is my testament to you.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 1:11 PM UTC
This journey—
of loving you,
learning to love you,
seeing every version of you—
loving you all the more.
Growing to love you,
feels all similar to that of a flower,
nature in all forms,
be it a tree or even a bush.
Talking with you—
rooting into you—
we built a foundation,
and each joke,
each smile,
each laugh,
was a new bulb of plant life blossoming, envisioning the bulb as a door opening,
into a home, with you.
Together, we grow,
perhaps a willow tree,
encamping and shading all we cherish,
a bush—
with roots of integrity—
stable in all seasons of life,
a flower,
blooms every year,
bright in color,
never faltered.
Our love will never falter,
and with that,
I will never give up,
that is my testament to you.