To reach her goal, she had to sacrifice.
Sacrifice everything she owned.
Everything she had.
Everything she was.
Sacrifice all she was just to be with him.
But who was he?
He was the muddy boots that stepped on every beautiful flower.
He was the gun to every pure soul.
She was the rain who grew the trees, the plants, the flowers, and all the wild things.
She was the mother nature who took hugged her young ones with custody.
They both had to sacrifice a lot.
She gave up everything she was to be with him,
While he, gave up everything he was to be with another.
(This poem that I just made is so damn weird, but I’m still posting it! 🙂