It Never Should've Wilted

It has been too long, and too tiresome.

While my mind's in a daze from rounding bouts,

my heart seems too heavy and tight from hurting with regrets.

It was not my choice to be blinded

for I am a bud of a flower not yet growing

only starting to show,

only starting to know.

You came so suddenly,

and shook my world.

But you want things so easily.

I am not like the others, you should know.

Though, my roots wanted me to grow,

your sunlight's strength at the time is just too low.

I want to be the most beautiful flower that I can be,

with you as my sower and your sunlight as my power.

But worse has come to worst

and you surrendered.

I was deaf for a while.

Numbed.

You left me wilted, and almost dying of thirst.

You offered sunlight, so little I fainted.

You have forgotten the water that could have made everything perfect.