said the flower to the bumblebee,
“will it hurt?
If I let you into the deepest part of me
even though you are a stranger,
and I treat you like a friend,
will you still leave me in the end?
And if I let myself love you,
really care about your life and well-being
in my heart of hearts,
and imagine a future together,
will all my hopes be dashed
as you flitter away,
riding some invisible summer breeze,
and leaving me alone again?
Is love always such a risk?”
“Always,” said the bumblebee.
“That is why it takes a fearless heart
to risk love.”
“Is it worth it?” asked the flower.
The bumblebee waited
contemplating the question for the longest time,
until a tiny smile arose across her face.
“Always,” she answered.