A Hope

I remember the first time me you went to this place together. It was the first and the last time we could be able to go there together. Two years later, you left me and that was when I went one more time, to look at the flowers, I looked at the flowers, the all withered, was it because you left me that's why they withered? I reached for the one and only flower that didn't wither, this gave me hope, a hope for you to come back to me.