This is Our Love.

I am wiry and fragile.

You are strong and resilient.

My bark is thin and chips off like layers of paper.

Yours is thick and can be harder than leather to cut through.

I am succeptible to harsh seasons.

You can withstand anything nature throws.

I will always shed tear shaped leaves.

You will shed nothing but needles.

We are both reaching.

For the sun.

But we may never come close to reaching eachother.