You were the sun And I was a sunflower Always facing you I’d turn as you rise And as they’d shield their eyes I’d bask in your lovely hue But then a time came When the skies filled with rain And you forgot to wiggle through So upon your late return I glanced to voice my hurt concern But you shined on something new Beside me grew a rose And you told me that you chose To cherish more than a pretty shrew So I wilted in disdain Of the horrifying pain That prospered as she grew