Love is never just about the pretty parts. It’s about choosing the whole of someone, even the sides that are not easy to love.
At first, we often get drawn to the petals, the beauty, the charm, the side that makes us feel light and alive. And these are like the first spark of attraction. But as time passes, we notice the leaves too, the simple, ordinary details, the quiet habits, the little things that no one else may see. Just like a rose needs its leaves to survive, a person is also made of these small, everyday parts like their routines, their quirks, their soft silences. They may not be dazzling like the petals, but they are what hold the person together and make love feel steady and real.
And then there are the thorns. The sharp edges, the flaws, the mistakes that sometimes cut us. Roses cannot exist without thorns, just as people cannot exist without imperfections. To love someone only when they are gentle is easy, to stay when their insecurities show, when their fears surface, when their rough side appears and that is where love proves itself. Accepting the thorns means embracing a person as whole, not perfect but entirely human with wounds and rough edges that are just as much a part of them as their beauty.
In the end, true love means choosing everything, the petals, the leaves, even the thorns. Because love that accepts only beauty is shallow but love that embraces the whole is eternal. 🌹
— Doroth
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