The Bloom Awaits.
Passing by the flower shop again, I looked around almost out of habit.
Among the blooms, my eyes always found the sweet pea.
I stepped closer, almost without thinking.
From a distance, it held my attention, and then I left, as always.
I stepped inside to see a very little beauty I thought I wanted.
But the sweet peas already had other admirers, gathering around as if to show off.
Even the seeds, which seemed harmless, carried a warning from the vendor.
I let it be, stepping back as if flowers were never meant for me.
Later, returning home, I stumble upon lilies, unannounced.
I smile. I have only ever wanted this.
How can I forget?
Lilies are my favorite anyway.
(I wrote this ab someone I have liked for a long time for the first time in my life but maybe life had other plans💗)