Love is like a flower

[NobodyNothing]

I said what I said because I felt absolutely nothing from the "I" in the poem for other person in the poem except empty words and platitudes.  The other person in the poem was virtually nonexistent other than a "prop" for the writer of the poem.  I pitied (him,her) for the wasted time spent with the "I" of the poem.

I don't know any other way to read this one, from a content standpoint.

Sorry.