I think hearts are a lot like flowers.
Beautiful… fragile… and alive.
If you really want to understand a person,
just give them a flower.
Watch how they take care of it.

People often say they don’t like flowers,
but maybe it’s not that,
maybe they don’t want the responsibility
of caring for something that can fade.
Because taking care of a flower
is not very different from taking care of a heart.
Both need attention.
Both need patience.
Both can slowly fall apart… even when you didn’t mean to hurt them.

And one day,
both will eventually die.
So it’s on you
you can be careless and suffocate them,
or you can nurture them
and make their short life meaningful.
Maybe life is just this:
spending as much time as possible
with things that are real,
even if they don’t last forever.
Or…
you can choose artificial flowers.

They don’t fade.
They don’t need care.
They don’t ask for anything.
But you’ll never truly love them.
Because fake things
may survive longer…
but they never feel alive.

Posted by: Sarthak Bajaj

About me:

I don’t write stories,
I capture moments.
Between observation and emotion,
I try to understand life,
one feeling at a time.

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