what was i to you ?
just a single petal in the rose of our love.
i smiled and bloomed for you .
hoping that you would notice .
showed you my best, gave you everything i had .
and finally ,
you stopped to admire the flowers .
i finally had a purpose .
my life had reason,
and that was you .
but ,
like the saying goes, all good things must come to an end .
you became greedy .
you cut away the stem ,
and took everything all at once .
and soon the rose wilted .
no longer a blossoming flower ,
you broke me .
my purpose walking further and further from my arms .
with no purpose ,
why even exist at all ?
