Pablo Neruda once wrote: "I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
Now that it's fall and the cherry trees are almost about to be bare, I can't help thinking about this beautiful line again and again.
Lately, my life has been feeling like fall: beautiful yet sad with a lingering feeling that winter's not far. But then I met someone who did what spring does with the cherry trees.
Isn't it beautiful how love can change everything? Even in times of hopelessness, it gives you the flower of hope that changes everything.











