Just like a flower
I wilt
The rose rots
And she is there
Watching. Learning.
The distance stretches
And I am melting
Waiting for help
Waiting for the winter to freeze me
She sits in the sun
Letting the rays touch her
How I wish to be those rays
I wish and she ignores
I whisper and she can't hear
I wilt and she sits in her bubble
Smiling, holding a rose.