Be a flower don’t wait for the sun to come, you may not have color but a pale flower is still a flower

For the first time in my life

I don’t think

I don’t wonder how others may react to my words

To my actions

I don’t text my friends

Hoping they have a good day

Or stalk the people I love to see if they are happy

Or like a photo as a form of affection

But for the first time in my life

I sit down and have a conversation with a stranger

I hear to listen and not to respond

I don’t write Christmas cards

I show up with a plate of food and sit silently

For the first time

I don’t seek to be loved

I seek to love

We were taught that a bouquet of flowers

Is a symbol of love

But love is walls of space

Distance

And understanding