LOVE SEED

                                    

When you sow a seed and waters it with love, it tries to make it's way out eagerly to see the outside world, and then it grows with your nurture even in the harsh climate so that it will become tall and strong to give its shadow to you.

 But you thought it to be a weed and tried to pull out by its roots. It cried not to do that and requested you, "if you don't like me,  I can turn into a bonsai and decorate your desk so that I could have a look at you."

But you didn't stop and tried harder.  It attempted to tangle even more closely in the soil to survive, though it knew it's a futile attempt. Then you realized its strength and tried to cut it.

That seed was the love you sowed in me, and now you are telling me to erase it..

 Am I not supposed to love you? Am I not supposed to care for you?  The fight or flight response in my body is going on.

I wonder if it is possible to make oneself forget love easily?

Your memories are embedded in my mind like stretched roots, which were not built in a day. It took years. You can't even see how they got entangled and grounded within me. You didn't see their effort to make you survive within me.

 Why can't you prescribe me a pill to erase that memory? There are antidepressants, but my dear, do you know they don't help getting rid of those thoughts. It only makes them less intense and to be manageable because, the poor hard working scientists don't know that memories of emotional pain are not only difficult to forget, but they become unwelcome friends to you even with a little unnoticed trigger.

You can't erase the roots of memory, but the shadow of the tree can be enjoyed by the other person too; that's called life. So move on. . .