My Withering Rose
I lost you... I miss you... I need you...
I am a Gardener,
You were my rose.
You came to me looking for someone to trust,
For betrayal is all that you've ever known.
It's almost as if you were made for me
We both needed somebody to rely on
So we started to lean on each other
Just then, our seed of trust was planted
Neither of us knew how much that seed would grow.
Later on, you moved on—to another friend
You learned to trust again
You began to trust him
He told you lies and the rumors he had heard of me
I lost your trust.
How could you let him dig up our seed?
Eventually, the truth came out
The rumors and lies weren't true after all
Though nothing was the same between us
Friends again, but so far apart
We didn't talk as much
I would still be there whenever you needed me.
Something happened to you
Your mother passed away
I wish I could have known sooner...
You needed me
I didn't know
So I couldn't help you...
By the time I knew
It was already too late
You had begun cutting yourself...
You were fading away
I knew I couldn't help you
It made me so sad
I invited you to come see me for my birthday
As I would all of my friends
But little did I know,
You wouldn't make it that far...
I get sick to my stomach when I think of you
Especially the days close to my birthday
That's when you left us...
You left me
Every wish I get, I wish to see you again...
I miss you
You'll always have a place in my heart
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