Planted here for your unrequited love, your extraordinary love. Your love is like the soul, fundamental aspect in my growth. I sit and wait, inevitably, for you to dig in deep with hands of urgency to revive and stimulate your nourishment and tenderness through me. Always thirsty for you, you unselfishly pour into me and my leaves stretch and bloom for you. Your green thumb massages me awake while you recite poetry from old pages of a retired book. I trust that you will always handle me with a sturdy gentleness, like the roots of my love for you. - Chloë Mitchell