You plant a seed. You water it, give it sunshine... Everything it will need to grow. You tend to the leaves, cutting away at what's dead, and sit back to wait on new growth. All in the hopes that one day your seed will be a big amazing tree that you can brag about to your friends and find shade under on hot days. Well, we met a year ago. Our friendship was planted an august. Our roots started to grow deeper into the ground as friends turned into lovers by October. I had planted time and time before but nothing seemed to root as deep as you. We had things in common. Music, jokes, even our taste in food and I loved it all. I thought to myself wow, this might be the tree of all trees. The tallest the strongest the best one I've planted yet. But, then winter came. Winter was rough. It gave us snowy arguments and dark cold months. It gave record breaking storms that tore down some of our strongest branches with words of I HATE YOU and fights that slightly weakened some of our roots. And we spent days apart. Many days. Because it was too cold to share space. Side by side wasn't possible, the snow was too deep. But, then came spring... Spring brought some light back into our eyes. The sun began to shine again and we grew leaves on our branches. The ice that had formed so thick over the ground began to melt and flowers started to bloom at the base of your trunk. There was hope... We began to grow as one. We connected again. Like always though, in spring there comes some rain. May brought the rain, with its bittersweet drops. We were separated again. This time though something changed. Our connection was lost somehow in the mist. The thunder and lighting set a fire to the side of you that held me close. And things had permanently fell askew. Summer came along, and with great joy i ran to you. Across fields and grass, in the burning sun, I ran to my tree to see how much you had grown over the beautiful and rough seasons. I noticed the changes. I saw where you grew, i saw where you burned, i saw where you had lost some strength and were you tried to repair. I noticed the differences... The seasons had changed you. You were no longer the seed planted with hopes of shade and long breezy nights. Your trunk now had a dark empty hole where your heart and mine once met. You no longer remembered me as the one who tended to your dying leaves... As the one who watered you everyday in hopes for greatness. You remembered the bad times and how cold it got. You remembered the snow storms that i had to leave you alone. So, like a good farmer would, i began to scramble and fix what had been done. I Figured I would trim here and replant there... I did everything I could to fix what had transpired over the time past. But it was too late. By august your roots had settled, your leaves were fully grown. But your shade, it wasn't what i expected. Nothing like i expected. I reminisced on the seed i had planted, so beautiful beaming with potential. And i looked at you now. Dark and cold. Hard and dreary. Nothing like the beautiful tree i had in mind when i planted you. But... With time everything can change. You can only hope for the best. By: me - brooklyyne
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