You left it unplucked

I remember holding on to your hands
Looking into your eyes,
I felt nice when you Laughed out on my silly things
Caught hold of me when I was in danger
And kissed my forehead
Gave me words of hope
Comforted me in possible ways,
I liked the way you smelled,
I knew it was your favorite perfume.
And still had past stories stuck in it,
Which you embrace along.
I remember you were anxious
I remember you were not ready for commitments
All you needed was a company to share,
I felt happy I could be one.
You made me smile
You cried with me,
I could sense those times when you were hurt and
It was always other way around.
You got a life to a dead flower
Grew it all.
You didn't pluck the flower,
You let it grow
We parted .
I still look that old memories of ours,
We cherish sometimes,
We cry sometimes but not together,
Yet at the same time,
In two different cities.