Roots

So this started as just a metaphor but turned into a fictional story that is one huge metaphor if that makes sense . . . 

So a tree moved to a flat desolate area afraid to put down roots in this awful land. Use to the sun, and smog and sounds of the ocean. I tentatively but excitedly put down one singular root when I got here. That root was big and strong and I began to rely on it. 

As time went on I tentatively put out other roots, smaller in comparison to the first and often didn't trust them to help me so I would kill them off or keep them tiny for a specific reason. And time went on . . . soon the one big strong root grew tired and sick. And because it was the only root that the tree was willing to rely on it couldn't give the root a rest, and soon the tree fell over. 

the tree lay on the ground for 5 days and 4 nights. On the 6th day the tree asked the root to help it, the root explained that it needed it grow into it's own tree. That it wasn't really a root but another seedling that the tree had been standing on. The tree didn't understand this and asked again to have the root support it again. It missed the root. The root refused and got up and walked away so it could have it's own sunlight and water and grow on it's own. 

the tree lay there unsure what to do, so she did what she was initially afraid of doing put down roots. She spread her roots wide across different areas and most importantly looked inside her trunk and put down her own root, the strongest and largest of them all. She was able to start enough roots to stand up again. 

She stood up and looked around and far away she saw the root that had left blossoming into his own tree. She realized this made her even happier than having it as a root for herself. This tree meant other people could enjoy him too. But she missed him. She asked if she could move closer and the tree said he wanted to grow and was afraid that she would take all the sunlight and water away. 

The tree was sad for awhile and cried. But realized he was right she had been taking all of the sunlight and water all for herself. So she stayed where she was, and asked if she could try to slowly grow a root out close to his roots and maybe one day they would be intertwined again. 

The other tree agreed, and said he missed her too and would do the same. So they sit on opposite ends of the field slowly growing their roots out to one day intertwine again. But paying no more attention to those roots as opposed to any others. After many days and weeks the girl tree felt her root finally touch something she looked up and saw the boy tree smiling from far away, and she knew she had found them. 

And they live happily ever after forever intertwined.