Entry Two - April 21, 2017 :
Elegant and sometimes hard to reach - I never knew Pacifica could have such deep thoughts. And about flowers, at that - waterlilies, specifically. ...I think she meant them in relation to myself. ...As cheesy as it is, she's easily comparable to a daffodil. A flower known to be there in times of joy - or to create joy, growing in groups and swaying whichever way the breeze blows, even growing on places like mountains, on occasion. Even if they're not welcome, they find a place where they may not belong, but where they can survive.
They take any opportunity, just because it's there. They have no worries about things like how, when, or why - They exist to be around, and that's all they worry about. They keep in their herd and have many friends - or, at the very least, they make friends easily, and distract from the colder colored blooms around them. But they give so much life to an area, like...sunlight.
I...stated this, as she'd already compared me to a flower, and...it may have sounded too much like flirting.