The Red Flower

She planted beautiful flowers 

All with different colors and different names

They all had different needs non e were the same

She took as much care of them as she could 

She watered them and loved them 

She always said they were ugly and they weren't growing but they still looked beautiful to me

Except one flower 

That flower looked beautiful to her 

She loved that flower more that the rest

And yet it look like it was dying to me 

It had beautiful leaves and vibrant red petals 

And yet it still looked sad to me 

Eventually she stopped watering the flower

She thought that since it was so beautiful it didn't need to be watered

As she watered the other plants she looked on sadly 

She always wondered why she wouldn't water it

The flower always thought she never loved her as much as she loved the others

It was so sad that the women she loved so much didn't lover her back

The flower gloomily looked on as the world passed by

Everyone stopped and said how beautiful it was 

They all talked about how vibrant it was

They all talked about how the petals looked like shiny candy 

They all asked her how she got that flower to look so beautiful 

She always replied humble 

She said that it was just luck 

But the flower was sad

They didn't feel loved by all the people that passed by

The flower didn't want attention from everyone else 

They just wanted attention from her

The flower started to slowly die on the inside 

The petals still looked beautiful and vibrant 

But it was never vibrant on the inside

She continued to not water it

She stopped paying attention to the flower

Except for the occasional stop to admire its beauty 

As the petals turned brown and started to shrivel up everyone asked what happened 

She always said she didn't know 

She watered it as much as she could 

She took extra care of that flower

She had been ignoring 

And yet it was still dying

It was too late the flower died before she could save it 

She never realized how bad the flower was

She never realized the beautiful flower she held so dearly was dying 

She mourned over it wondering what she did wrong

She spent everyday watering the other flowers looking at the empty hole in the ground where the flower used to be wondering what went wrong and worried that the other flowers would die too 

But they didn't all the the other flowers grew beautifully 

They were all more vibrant and beautiful than the flower that she mourned 

They were the best flowers she had ever grew

She figured it was because she took more care of them then she did before

She started to take time out of her busy day to water them and to spend time with them

But really the reason the flowers grew so wonderfully was because of the flower that died

Even after it died it's soul was still in the dark brown soil

She was still looking after all the plants and her

The flower never wanted her to be sad again 

The flower always had loved her even when she didn't water her 

She fed the other flowers when she couldn't 

She made sure the other flowers were nourished 

Those flowers eventually died once winter came along again 

And when spring came  she planted new ones with new soil 

She started to take even more care of these flower

Determined to grow beautiful, thriving, and vibrant flowers

But they quickly died 

She mourned over those flowers wondering how the others grew so beautifully and these died so quickly 

It was because she had moved on 

She planted new flowers with new soil forgetting about the old ones 

After that she never thought about that little red flower again 

But the flower always thought about her even after she threw it out 

Always hoping it could be planted again

So she could see her once more