The Series of Her

Growth

I planted my roots,
knowing that humans weren't fertile soil.
They began to sprout anyway.
Flowing through all of you
I could no longer be tamed.
Growing in your veins.
Intertwining with your heart,
I watered your brain.
Checking on you patiently
Hoping those roots filled any remaining vacancy.
She said "I'm starting to fall in love with you".
As if I wasn't witnessing this whole thing, beautifully bloom.