The story of the love plant.

Seeds were sown in my heart the day,
When you said you’ll make me feel okay.
You poured in it the water of your passion,
And nourished it with all your love and affection.

Slowly and slowly the seed began to grow,
And the new signs of life it started to show.
From it arouse a little sweet sapling of love,
Which was innocent and looked so tender.

You and I together took care of it,
And never let it become down even a bit.
It developed in the nutrients of our devotion,
And inside it were brewing many aspirations.

Finally it was grown healthy and bright,
It was warmed in our cozy and tepid sunlight.
It looked so dazzling and green,
With such a cheerful and jaunty sheen.

But one day came a tempest so strong,
And the plant was about to uproot in the storm.
We became afraid and our hearts began to sink,
With the fear of all the unholy things that were happening.

You were moved by what was going on,
And longed the dusk to end and waited for the dawn.
But the gale was strong-minded and didn’t cease,
And the plant would expire soon it believed.

Tears started to stroll down my cheeks,
The storm was the strongest and at the highest peak.
My heart was brimming with the terror that the plant would perish,
And the memories would soon be erased that the leaves cherished.

You were broken too when you saw me crying,
With every tear that fell from my eyes you were dying.
But what was fated could never be changed,
It was written so the efforts to stop the storm went in vain.

You and I were not meant to be together,
One day, our relationship was destined to sever.
That plant of love that was grown in my heart,
Died the day when the storm came, for me it was too hard.

You and I separated that very day,
With all the memories in our hearts when we were gay.
I still keep them with me all the time,
And just a thought of them really makes me cry.