I am the stalk,
And I am sat upon by petals.
I am a special stalk,
On which the petals increases with time.
I am the stalk,
From which the petals wither away as time passes.
I am a special stalk,
Which was sat upon by petals.
I am the stalk,
That had sepals which acted like pillars,
To keep the petals up and in bloom.

I am a special stalk,
That held petals.
The beauties,
Whom I called my friends,
And who called me their anchor.
I and the petals together,
Were called as friendship.
The flower which was once beautiful,
But withered away.
When the brightness of its life,
Escaped.

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Author's Note

Nowadays people are jealous of each other over practically nothing, and this is like being double faced. You see the blurring colours first and gradually all of it making no sense in the end because of all the misunderstanding.
Also, when one person does anything and everything for the other person selflessly and after years notices that he or she is the only one who does things for the other in their relationship,  and doesn't get thanked in return, you see the apparent distance between them.

Be selfless, and don't think about the consequences.
If you were to act like them, what would be the difference between you and them, then?   

©VioletEden