Gardener

I love to plant flowers, its the way to ease my pain in life.

one morning i went to the garden to pick up some flower, as i look around i saw this beautiful rose teasing me to pick it up, i fall in love on it, so without any hesitation i pick it, i couldn't notice about its thorns, my hand bleed and i don't care about the pain. i was so careless that day and put it on a vase. days had past and the flower
decayed.

one afternoon i went to the garden to pick a flower again. but now i brought my things with me, i take out the thorns and cut the stem of it then i gave it to someone who want it so much.. few days past and flower had been dump and rotten.

one night i visit my garden just to breath some air, there under the moonlight the flower gloom so beautiful in my eyes as if asking to pick it up, so i did. i made some precaution to pick it. then i planted it on the garden. take care of it until it blooms into a beautiful flower again.. now I'm sure this is not just for pick but to keep...

in our heart were just like the gardener.. at 1st we fall into love, theres no hesitation we just follow our heart.. even the cause is pain then it comes that we want to forget the love we had. the 2nd time we bump to love we take so much precaution we thinks so much that we might get hurt again, then when someone take the chance you had we felt regret of not telling about what we really felt to love. on the 3rd time we fall in-love we take all the experience that we've learned we take it slow taking the time to know that love you had if it worth to keep..