Her soul had escaped from me
She no longer held her color
She shriveled in darkness
****** over as if she waited
for someone to love her
And the water dripped over her corpse
As her dry leaves fell onto the soil
I hated myself right then
My blood began to boil
Everyday I visited where she rested
Feeling sick as the guilt had manifested
But I refused to fill in the gaps of her figure
And one day she awoke
from her zombie state
Turns out her roots soaked
in my tears to hydrate
And I was left astounded
As she blossomed into her second life
As in to tell me "Look at me *******, look at me so grounded"
And at that moment I remembered how breathtaking she was to me
Just like the day I found her.