It goes beyond being alone, Coelho has captured the true essence of a woman in these simple words:

A rose longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her.Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagi ne a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again.
“Aren’t you tired?” another rose asked her.“No. I have to go on fighting.”“Why?”
“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.”

Read Coelho’s blog here