For love is like the blooming rose. If fed and
nurtured it will open up and cascade into a
beautiful flowering rose. If left alone it will
wither and die. Love is much the same way. If fed
and nurtured it will grow into an even stronger love.
If left alone it will wither and die.

As sorry as I am to say, our love is slowly dying more
each day. The time it takes to nurture our love you can
not seem to find. Everything and everyone else comes
first. From the truck you have to work on daily to spending
time at your parents. Your friends you found the time for.

While I patiently stood in the background. For some reason
our time you took for granted. Maybe, you assumed I would
understand. I need our quality time together. It's the little
things. The lying on the couch in each others arms. Holding
each other and sharing our lives. To making love in the middle
of the afternoon. The one on one contact that is so important
to a relationship. My Darling I needed you.

I can not do this anymore. The time I spend alone is the time
I yearn to be in your arms. But, time for me was not meant to be.
You took our love for granted and instead of blooming as it should,
it is withering and slowly dying.

I did not ask for much and not much is what
I got in return. I waited for each little
crumb you threw to me and savored it.
But, hence I can no longer savor the crumbs
and want and need more.

This beautiful love that we shared that
had the potential of lasting a lifetime
you have let it die and wither away. The
dollar sign that was so important to you
I can only hope for your sake it was all
worth it.