Growing to leave wasn’t my intent. I’m sorry my shadow grew tall. You hate me for it, and i understand. You liked to face your petals down at me while i look up. Our relationship was believed symbiotic, of you for me and i for you, but it was the rays who fed me, never you. I believed that you were the same height with the sun, and you never denied. The day i grew beyond your sky- your petals shut. now I’ve stolen all your light and im what you say, is why you’re stunted. I’m sorry i grew. I learned to look down, and you never learned to look up. You found me as a bud, of course i was meant to grow; how much, you just never know.