Rose of Yours

You are here,

You are not,

Like the day and the night,

So do I.

My feelings slow every day,

The songs we used to sing together,

Under the soft blanket with feet crossed,

Bodies pressed one to one.

I just want you here with me forever,

But everything you said, you've done,

Leaves me plain in my hopes.

I'm just another rose of yours,

Naked and miserable,

With all my thorns and flaws.

I suppose

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that was your plan from the start-

Every lie, every glance, every kiss,

Gone with tears.

Just like the petals you keep, you stole,

Without wasting any more time.

Heart bleeding,

Petals falling,

Like the notes from our last song,

Like my vivacity stuck in your locker,

Far away where I remain with all your other fatigued roses,

And hearing the laughter of your future target,

Completely unaware of how they will be marked.