Why does it not feel the same anymore?
The roses you grew
Lie dead on the floor.

I watered and sunned them
But you sat aside
You let me feel lonesome
Without you by my side.

As you stayed away
I watched the roses fade.
No effort, no input
That’s all it would have took
To make our flowers stay.

I put all the effort into the relationship. (my goodbye note) - Leah Hobson-White (via pennedvoices)