Trees

Our love was like a tree. Big, beautiful, stable. It offered me shelter during hard times, it was always there, lovely to look at.

But much like a tree, our love came crashing down violently in a storm of emotions, and hurt everyone in its path.

I realize now, just like trees, our love was doomed to come crashing down, to topple and be recycled by nature once again.

When our tree fell, I was so blinded by heartbreak I thought I would never have another tree like ours, so big and beautiful, and secure.

But lo and behold, a new tree sprouted from the nutrients left behind by our old tree.

Pretty soon, this new tree was bigger, and more beautiful than our old tree, and I wondered why I was ever worried I wouldn’t have another one.

It was silly of me to think that. Just like nature, with time, love will sprout anew in your heart, where you never thought you would love again.

You will find someone else. Just like fish in the ocean, there are plenty of trees in the world. Time will heal all, and you will find someone else with whom to plant a new tree.