I pick the velvet petals that once were intact

I watch as they scatter across the grass

The dying rose reminds me of you

The time you wouldn’t change so I became someone new

You claimed that you were my savior when that wasn’t the truth 

It was me who saved you during your damaged youth

I told you stories that were written in my past

But when I asked you to write us a future, you just laughed

I thought we understood each other,

since we both had our parents who fought one another

We had a crave for music that would make us sway

But it died out and became quiet like the Chesapeake Bay

Everytime I see a flower slowly shrivel, I remember my growth

I focus on my goals and stay true to my oath

There you are still weeping and in pain 

But it does not matter now because I am not the one who lost more than they gained