How does a flower wilt a butterfly?

I've thought of writing to you
But I've been lost in what to say.

You've taken care of me,
All along the way.

I have used and abused you
Because I have been lost
And in desperate need of finding my way.

I'd like for you to stay,
I really don'��t want you to go

But I know I have not been fair.

I've seen your death and cried,
Sobbed alone in the bed under yours
While your presence was gone for the night.

I felt your absence and it hurt
Because I know you feel mine when I'��m around.

So consumed in my own world,
I forget that you'��re a part of it.

I'��m sorry for the hurt and the sadness
But please believe me now,

As a butterfly sits upon a flower
Both benefit from the other's beauty.

You have sat upon me as your flower
And I have wilted such a pretty butterfly.

Your vibrant color has faded and mine has shown through
Your flight has descended while I have come into full bloom.

The rain is coming down strong now
Pressing so very hard on my petals.

As I begin to drown, and my petals become wilted
I will watch your beautiful image
Flying high above in the sky.

This is your time to shine.