A sunflower?

I remember when you first called me that.

It caught me so off guard.

How can a sunflower bloom if it never faces the sun?

My stalk has hardly any structure.

I am useless against the trials of this life.

Bend enough, and you’ll break.

You went back to your last flower.

I don’t hold it against you, there’s history there.

I just can’t put it into word...

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