He told you you’re the only
flower in his garden and you believed him
When have you ever seen a garden
with just one flower?
No blossoms and bursts or riots of colour
Fighting against each other all
vying for the attention of one.
When have you ever known flowers
to come singly and not in bouquets
Whoever told you he’d stay
faithful to you, lied.
Because you yourself saw him
in the garden
Stopping to admire
Every. Single. Flower.
As if your petals didn’t matter
You plumed everyone for him,
he never even noticed
The highlighted beauty within
He was too busy watering other
gardens so you gave him
Your garden was now too desolate
for his vibrant soul
A problem he only discovered
after feasting on said soul
And that the problem was with him
Now your petals are constantly falling.
Even they don’t want you
The only ones that remain are soiled
In your solitary garden you somehow
forgot how to blossom
As if you ever needed someone
else to bloom and grow.
You let another dictate you
write pages of your book
just by what they said
“You’re the only flower in my garden”
and suddenly you ceased
seeing the lies or the others around you
The clear evidence of his falsehoods
Why did you stop seeing you?
You are a flower
Keep those petals straight!
You move on
You learn to love your solitude
Because orchids bloom so well alone.