Sometimes I fear that this flower we've grown will begin to die.
That eventually one of us will lose interest and it's beautiful petals will wilt.
I know that you feel the same way.
Because nobody's seen your petals
And nobodies don't get happy endings
So you think it's too good to be true
That I am simply a petal in the breeze, I'll fly away and never return to you.
But you're wrong
I need you just like you need me.
And I
Want
You
-my sunflower