Weighing Love With Onions
I grew up growing onions. It’s what I know. I’ve learned love doesn’t grow in such neat lines the way onions do. When I was young I would try and compare the things I didn’t know, like love, to what I did, onions. I thought all I had to do was water, feed, and protect my love and it would grow healthy. Love is a bit more complicated than that, sometimes it can be given all it needs and it still dies.
