he looked at the mimosa plant, so pretty and gentle.
but he never ever touched it.
he stared at it everyday.
Soon, he fell in love with the mimosa plant.
one day, he decided to pick the mimosa plant up,
to bring it home, love it, and care for it.
but when his fingers brushed across it's leaves,
it closed up.
and it's thorns pricked him and made him bleed.
it hurt.
he looked at the plant with tears in his eyes.
"why didn't you tell me from the very start not to get close to you?
why didn't you give me any warning at all?"
the mimosa plant looked on.
and when he turned around to walk away,
he thought he heard it say,
"i am but a touch-me-not"
and the mimosa plant looked on.
inside it was hurting.

and thus is the story of the mimosa plant.