There are always flowers for those who want to see them
You are the butterfly on a beautiful promise that is painted on its flapping wings that move easily at will as long as it does not hesitate to touch on each flower blossom. I am, that withered flower ... that you have left behind. A flower that has almost died withered is now fresh again watered by her lover who just blossomed again confess your love for me.
The meaning of love is not always with wealth, especially with the treasure of flowers can disappear while the flowers can wither and not smelled they see their love is still there even though not always together, face to face only prayer and trust that makes love always there. Sometimes the seasons change, the leaves dropping, the flowers wither, perhaps when that love has changed, moving to another heart.
Love will continue to blossom in the hearts of the longing for the crowns of frangipani flowers attached to your black veil if they fall and become wilted, then return to planting in heaven for us to last and maybe forever.
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