"It was when I met you"-Blooming by Lucy Massad. I wholeheartedly agree with Lucy Massad when she wrote "My roses started to flourish even in most deserted parts of my soul". Lucy talks about how as she has fallen more and more in love with this man she can't be feel that it's killing her to find out if he will love her back, "I keep plucking their beautiful petals pondering whether you love me or not". We all had crushes on someone and fail to tell them, we wait until we are no more. You see we spend our lives just looking for that one person that makes us happy no matter what.