The cherry tree was different from the rest in so many ways. It was not too tall nor bulky, perhaps more on the smaller side. Despite its size, it had flowered like the rest quite plumply. The vivid dark pink colours stood out from the rest of the environment, the green green grass and other trees. Parts of the pink shades had darker and lighter ones, all contributed to its harmonious beauty ready to fill the hearts of the eyes of the beholder.
But the most striking phenomenon was not all these. There must be other cherry blossoms in town with more enchanting characteristics. Many things in life are beautiful, but only some touches your core. This tree was one of those trees which makes one stop and contemplate. It was full and dense, yet there was a branch or two full of flowers which sprouted out from its main shape making it to look like an overflowing heart.
I never considered that a heart may overflow with joy, with love, with hope, that its very container will never be enough to contain what is within -that is - until I met you. How special you are. How you had seemed ordinarily beautiful at first but gradually completely captivates my being. You had captured my heart not from the beginning, but in the end and until I don’t know when. You are the only one who never gave up on me. If only things were different, I would tear away these walls between us. Perhaps one day you will feel what I feel, the feeling of adoring without ever being able to hold one close.
I know these words won’t probably change anything between us, but nowadays I feel like time is running out, and I don’t want to ever regret of never letting you know how precious you are to me.
And I still pray for you.
