I have a love-hate relationship with roses.

Firstly, I think they're a waste of money.

Simply because, flowers are not practical and they die after 1 or 2 days.

However, being a very feminine girl I do love all things beautiful and pretty and roses are one of them.


A butter yellow one. Pretty, no?

This picture was taken under the warm dusky lighting of my home. I love my house.

I appreciate how roses have many powdery soft layers, they are beautiful outside but oh-so-fragile and delicate essentially. A simple tug will send their petals falling onto the floor.

This brings to mind that the most beautiful things are also the most perishable and delicate.

Such as, love.

Love may be beautiful (and best thing of all, it comes free) but you never know how delicate and gently you would have to treat one in love unless you are in a relationship.

I have always believed in the saying,

"Love thy neighbour as thyself."

It rings true in most that I have had to deal with in life.

I am trusting and kind to most people that I meet essentially.

But prick me with a thorn, and you can be very certain that I will put up my defence against you.

As said, it takes a day to break a friendship but a thousand moments to patch it back.

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Aiyar I wish Valentine's Day was here again so that I could receive many roses. 0 Comments