Once upon a time, there was a woman who fell in love with a tree. Unable to express her emotions, she just stood and stared at her object of affection from dawn to dusk. Hours gave way to days, sunrises gave way to sunsets, until her body dried and hardened, her feet spread roots into the ground, her opened arms stretched outwards and upwards, her hair turned from blond to green, the thin lines in her face took permanent form, and only the frozen tears in her deepened eyes spoke of sorrow and longing and the ephemeral tragedies of once-live, fervent human mortality....

If I became a tree for you, would you give me another chance?