Secret Garden

I used to love flowers. Every year I'd plant their seeds into the ground and care for them daily until they bloomed all on their own. I had every color and assortment you could imagine. I protected them from the world, for nothing meant nore to me than them. No one knew about my flowers, thats how closely i gaurded them. Until one day you came along, stumbling and bumbling. you befriended me, and showed me all the kindness I knew. You had all of my trust, knew all of my secret garden and my fear of its demise. Yet still, one night as I slept you snuck in and stole the brightest and most beautiful flower, trampling the rest and never speaking to me again.