I painted this after watching one of my closest friends go through their first real heartbreak. I remember sitting beside them on the curb outside school while they tried to explain what it felt like to lose someone they thought would stay. I could see the shift in their expression, the way excitement and softness were replaced with confusion and sadness. It was the first time I realized how quickly something bright can fade.
As I worked on the flowers, I kept thinking about that moment. Some blooms still look full and alive, while others hang low and tired. That contrast matches what I saw in my friend. Part of them was trying to hold on to the good memories, while another part had already wilted from the loss.
This piece reflects what I learned then. Love can change shape fast, and sometimes all you can do is sit with someone while it does.
