Once again, they present you that overused emblem
That you give importance as you are to them
Fragrant and they’re more vibrant than I am
Always holding them while I’m made of gem.
I’m often chosen and placed in the center
Though there are others which I believe are better
I’m feeling quite giddy that I shake my holder
Causing imbalance, I fell fast to the lower

Your eyes, the galaxy where all wanted to be
Like stars above they are most sparkling I see
Vivid planets and black holes that magnifies me
Glimpse it may be but time stops waiting for my chea

Now it’s the moment for the touch I’m longing for
But your hands refuse while you walk near my floor
Instead, you reach the flowers and walk out to the door
Gladly you came back, yet broom punches my core.

Should I be broken for you to notice me?
Should I be so humble crashing underneath thy?
Should I be in pieces for you to stare at me?
You once held me but you don’t look at me.
It is now you stare at me, but you can’t even touch me.

You’ll never realize that you need me unless you really do.

You’ll never know how I value you and all of what we do, until you ask me.

You’ll never find someone who’ll treat you like I do.

You’ll never treat that someone like you do to me.

But I’ll be waiting for your come back and I will be prepared.

Just try not to suffer so much while avoiding me. Okay?