sometimes its hard to distinguish the weeds from the daisys but it wont be long before you find your rose

A weed is but an unloved flower.

And if he was kind and friendly and funny, and if he told you about places so beautiful that you wanted to go with him to see them, and if he listened to you talk like he actually cared about what you were saying?
And if he tried to protect you when other people tried to tell you what to do, as if they owned you? And if he has the handsomest face you've ever seen, no matter if the skin has been damaged, because he's just lovely even so?

Persistence and determination are always rewarded.

Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste

Persistence is the only balm that weary the disease called failure.