G A R D E N S W I T H I N U S

A L S T R O E M E R I A

ALSTROEMERIAS: flowers of friendship.

People meet people.
It happens all the times.
But there's these rare occasions when
No introductions are needed.
Theres always that one person.

That one friend that knows you better
Than you know yourself.
That person that makes your soul smile
Endlessly;
And whom you open up to
Like blooming alstroemerias.

Because when your souls were created
Some parts of yours spilled into theirs
And made a mess,
So you ended up intertwined
Since you were kids,
Long before you even met.

You shake hands like strangers
But you are not.
Your souls have been searching
for each other all along.
So they hug and greet each other
Half dizzy of laughter
And half mad
At the thought that
they didnt find eachother sooner.

So like that,
You've found your soulmate.

-h/l