Stem and petals

A flower's beauty lays in its petals; their vibrant colors and smooth texture. The rose loses its vigor when its petals darken and wither, and they begin to drop off one by one, until what's left is a stem. Until whats left is no longer a flower, but the memory of what once was. And I write these things because?? Without you, Id be a simple stem. You are what makes me alive. You're the reason I feel beautiful. You're the reason I smile, the reason I cry. I wake and sleep with you in mind. The reason for my thoughts is still unclear... You are the most important part of me. I tell it all to you. I know so much about you. But I feel like I never know what's inside you. I am numb to my petals. I know how you feel about me... But how do you feel about the things that happen everyday. What makes you angry? What makes you sad? I want to be there for you, I want to support you the way you support me. Am I wrong in feeling this way? Am I just being sentimental and worrying too much? Well Ill stop writing... I love you