Two cactus plants stood buried in white flower vases outside the door. There is manure, dirt, weed and sand in the vases.
I had not remembered to water the cactus in weeks now but they were fine. Cant say same for the weed though. The drought in the pots had dried them up. Poor weed.
In relationships. When we forget to water our feelings, they'd dry up too, leaving wasted fibers on concrete hearts.
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