this isn't actually about flowers

i'm a small flower
a seed gifted to you by the universe 
meant to grow under your care
flourish
people don't like getting seeds
they don't want to plant them
to care for them
to be responsible 
they'd rather have a fully grown flower
no work, easy
put water in a vase, leave it to wilt
slowly watching it die
only watching 
not interacting
as life slips away 
why didn't you try to save me?
i could've been so beautiful
if only you wanted to plant me 
help me grow
care
people don't really like getting flowers
flowers die
i died
why am i temporary in everyone's life?
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