A year ago I planted a seed
Nutrients and rich manure as its feed
It grew well, day and night
To look at, it was a beautiful sight.

I watered it every single hour
My love and care giving me the power
To tend to it tirelessly
To look after it seemlessly

A day finally came when I saw it bloom,
To lift me up from any gloom
A hybrid shade of magenta and pink
Like it has been colored with the brightest ink

I held the stalk to pluck the lovely thing ,
Swaying in the gusty wind like it was dancing
Elegance etched over every micron,
Of true love, it truly is the ideal icon

To inspire the fragrance, I inched closer,
With every inch the essence became sweeter,
To let it not sway more, I held the stalk tighter
To see my palms bleed, my skin growing whiter.

The velocity increased and so did the plant's sway,
I panicked to think it would soon wither away
I held it tighter, but my palms bled more
But I realized the stalk wasnt strong as before

I squeezed it in my palms and let it bleed more
Until it became dry and sore,
I finally let it go, looking for one last time,
Realizing, not everything lasts a long time

I stared at the gaping void in the soil
Something I planted and treasured with my toil,
My cuts will close, yet the scars will remain
Dominating like Zeus in his domain.

A day will come when I will plant it again,
With deeper love and not let it go in vain
The roots shall grow strong and deep
To my heart, close I'll always keep.

At times, it is better to give up than to hold on,
For you deserve to be no one's pawn.
If you suffer, my friend, remember that life goes on
The wounds will heal and we will move on.

A/N I was in the mood of a vent when I wrote this. It's amazing what writing stuff out can do to you. Have a nice read. God bless :)