I was the flower with you.
We were meant to last,
But nothing lasts forever.
I saw you picking another flower.
How beautiful she was,
She was the definition of perfect.
I wouldn't blame you if you choose her.
You picked her over me.
I cried.
You hurt me
I cried even more.
You left me,
in a dark world all by myself.
I ended up wilting away with only sadness.
