This is the Siren’s call. If you have truly healed, you will recognize that the beauty of the flower was largely the result of the forbidden nature. Once the barrier falls, it is just a normal flower. And normal flowers die, wilt, and smell like compost eventually.
The true loss is not the flower itself. The true loss is the time you spent staring at it, waiting for the fence to fall, while the rest of your life grew weeds around your feet. Losing A Forbidden Flower
Do you go back?
Losing a forbidden flower is not a tragedy. It is a graduation. It is the painful growth of realizing that love is not just about who makes your heart race; it is about who can stand next to you in the glaring, ugly, beautiful sunlight of a real life. You will always remember the forbidden flower. You will pass the spot in the woods where you saw it growing. You will feel a twinge. That is not heartbreak; that is memory. This is the Siren’s call
By Elias Vanguard
Your brain has canonized this person. You must consciously de-canonize them. Take a piece of paper. Write down three annoying things about them. Did they chew loudly? Were they shallow? Were they unavailable? Force yourself to see the thorns on the stem. The flower was not perfect; you were just starving. And normal flowers die, wilt, and smell like