With her, there's really no eternity. She has had her time and spent it looking pretty. Wilted as she is now, she has lost her fragrance. Her happy color has faded. What's left is just a trace of some history.. of good times spent with her friends and butterflies. Her faithful green friends still try to hold her. But the wind is blowing, softly at first, until it is over. She becomes just another forgotten pretty face in the pile of old-dried leaves.
With her, there's the gift of destiny. She has had her share of pain and cries. Her road at one point seemed so reluctant to bend and bring her luck. That she almost gave up, is also true. But there was hope. She decided to cling to it. The wind continues to blow, not softly as she would want to. Even harsher at times. Some scars are still there, but she has survived the fight. And when she thinks her world is happy enough, he walks into her sunny day and gives her rainbow. His presence brings her strength not for another fight, but for a celebration of a win. He looks at her, and she sees herself in his eyes. And she hopes, again. She smiles at the future. There's no hurry. There's no fear of being just another face in his world. For when she looks at his eyes, she sees herself holding his heart.
Love makes all the difference. Never too much nor too little, but just the kind that we need.
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anubeh! sinapian na naman ako hehe
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