My little fruit

Patience, is waiting until the fruit is ripe enough.

Patience can also mean having to throw half of it in the compost because it already started rotting.

For the impatient, that rather forget you as a fruit even exist, will just throw you completely away once they found you again.

 

They all where willing to buy you. They all where willing to wait. But some rather forget, rather throw away what they spend.

 

You can’t forget you’re just a pomegranate. One that only will be able to tell someone’s intent once you actually have been peeled.

Only the patient will be able to wait and not just pick the half of you.