I love you
God dammit, I do
But our garden started to die
And the flowers started to wilt
I tried so hard to bring it back to life
I hoped that all the love and nurture would somehow make a dead flower bloom
But you can’t bring something back from the dead
It’s all memories
Past tense
“I love you” turned into “loved”
But how can you stop something from dying
When it was the only thing you wanted to be alive
They say “don’t water a dead flower”
But what if that flower was your favorite flower
The flower that brought you to smile, to laugh, to wake up in the morning and feel good
I guess we all water a dead flower sometimes, especially when it meant so much
You were my favorite flower in a garden full of marvelous things
Watering you now seems pointless, but I loved you
God dammit, I did.
