i used to give you sunflowers
i used to gather them
hunt the side of the road
for their smiling faces in the grass

i used to stop in the traffic
wade through wet foilage
muddy water
to reach them all

i used to think
that this love
i used to think
i am unique

i am uniquely naive
i am specially ignorant

now the sunflowers will die in the grass
everyone will pass them by
and i avert my eyes
because it's another thing thing you ruined