I am like a dead flower still living in vase of water thinking I am still going to survive but in fact I am actually dead. Relying on the support of the vase. Petals turning black, withering. The stalk falls, as it cannot hold the weight of the flower anymore. No I can. I can survive. I will survive. I am just waiting on somebody to revive me to"resurect" me to keeps me alive showering all his love, care and concern on me. Making sure that I will live as long as I can. Giving me the warmth of the sun. The quench of fresh water everyday. Keeping all insects away from me. Then, I will grow! I will. I will live for you bring me happiness and comfort. I know that I can be safe in your hands. I will feel love from where it should be coming. This is what I am hoping to deserve.
I am just dreaming all the time. All this while. If there is nobody looking after a withering flower. Am I going to give up? Or am I going to wait? Wait for somebody.
WAIT?? I really do not know I am really impaitient.
What am I going to do?
p.s-i love you.