I don’t particularly like flowers.
Sure, they smell good, they look pretty and they brighten up your bedroom window. But they’re demanding, need constant care, don’t really know any cool tricks and one day you could wake up to see they’re dead. Which makes me think of how fragile beautiful things can be and how they could just… break.
I don’t want you to break. I really don’t. So I’ve decided you won’t. Period.