Love is a Plant

Love does not grant the freedom of choice - love is a plant that grows by chance. Once a seed is sown, it may never grow despite how much you tend to it, or it may never yield despite how much you neglect it. But if it does happen to grow, it is then something that cannot be destroyed. It may wilt and die, be pulled from its roots, or be burned to ash laid to rest on the soil it grew from. But these are all changes in matter, not forms of destruction. A plant never leaves the earth.

Love does not grant the freedom of choice - love is a plant that grows by chance. I have been through sand, soil, and snow to reach the garden I have now, and I have been so lucky.