I used to compare love to flowers. Particularly roses.
Everyone loves roses. They are beautiful flowers.
Their fragrance is unlike any other.
Each bud is unique in its own way.
In the beginning you tend to each bush with great detail
But as time passes you tend to let the bush grow on its own.
Pests and insects will eat away at your flower.
You can either kill them or let nature take its course.
The flower starts to lose its fragrance
The bright red bud loses it’s color
And the rose bush wilts.