Wilted

Flower petals fall around a drying corpse
No tears left to fall in a heart gone cold
If only you could hear the moment it all ended
If only you could see the time it all shattered
But what could you do even if you saw?
Probably just stand there asking what’s wrong?
It really doesn’t matter if it were percieved or not
This ending was inevitable as all things eventually rot
Gone too soon is what they always say
But what if it was just the right time in which to make a bed to lay
So the coldhearted one with no glistening in their eyes
Is the best to be around as flower petals fall from the skies