Someone is trying to make sense of a long separation from a person they clearly still care about. The speaker asks the same questions again and again: why is it like this, why can't we meet, what's stopping us? Both people want to see each other, yet nothing changes after six years. The speaker lands on an answer, "Distance," but it sounds more like a reluctant admission than a real explanation. Then comes "I'm sorry," which is oddly placed, as if the speaker is apologizing for the situation, for asking too much, or just for being tired of it.
The mood is raw and quietly desperate. The plain wording, missing apostrophes and lack of punctuation make it feel like a message typed in a rush, with no time to polish it. The subtitle, "i dont understand," repeats in the last line, so the poem circles back to confusion. The title's image of tossing flowers away suggests a gesture of giving up or letting go, though the poem itself never says so directly.