You walk upon,
a normal flower.
White and beautiful,
it's not yours though...

You try and grab it,
someone comes in between.
You leave it behind,
only to let it grow on it's own...

Your eyes are always on that one flower,
what is so special about it?
You try to act smart and not sensitive,
yet some dump flower is always on your mind...

You try to do your best,
to see it again.
But being careful,
in not letting anyone in on it...

Your seem fixated about it,
always smiling every time you see it.
I wonder if your still thinking,
about that little white flower...

Always making your way,
to at least see "your" flower.
You make up an excuse
just to see it again...

It's as if the flower were a person,
as it would know all about you.
Staying by your side,
and listen to every word you say,
even if it makes no sense [lol]...

You act like you don't care about it,
but you do.
You try to look like your rough and tough,
yet this little flower pulled you down...

But it's just a white flower,
just like a little "friend" i guess.
And yet i still see you
walk out to water the flower...

You seem to check up on it a lot,
it's interesting to say.
Every time everyone sees you with that flower,
the whole room smiles...

Everyone teases you about that flower,
and they look at the flower and giggle.
They say "They are always together"
I agree...
We are always together...