5 November 2012
When I think about us, the first thing that comes in my mind is that love that didn't developed like a flower bud that has been infested by a disease and died before it even transformed into a beautiful flower.
But the roots still there deep into the heart ground but doomed by the plague, that spoilt the whole plant leaving this small vegetation reminding us that there once lived something beautiful there.
No cure, no coming back, there's only a very distant memory of what has been once the most beautiful living thing in earth now condemned... For now the only hope now has gone, the soil is now getting prepared for another year of vast emptiness, until decided to be cleaned and disinfected this area and once again plant something that will last and that will give many fruits in the future for the happiness sake of this heart.
Earthly Love • Opuss № I