Where My Heart Blooms
Some flowers are beautiful to look at… but some carry feelings that words can never quite explain.
To my dearest…
If my love for you were a garden,
you would be every flower in it.
The red flowers would be the love that burns in my heart for you,
the white flower would be the peace I feel whenever I think of you,
and the little pink flowers would be all those soft, beautiful moments
that I keep secretly holding close to my heart.
But there’s one thing about this garden…
I don’t want it to be perfect.
I just want you in it.
Because flowers may bloom, wither, and bloom again with the seasons,
but my love for you doesn't depend on seasons.
You are my favourite thought,
my sweetest feeling,
and the one person my heart keeps choosing…
again and again.
My flowers can bloom anywhere, my love…
but my heart only blooms when it has you.
And if anyone ever asks me where my heart feels most at home…
I will always know the answer.
