Thank you for the flowers you sent -
They're beautiful!
Pity the beauty couldn't last.
Your note -
The one you hid on the side -
Destroyed the beauty that the flowers once held.
It said that we were over
And you had found someone new.
You sent me flowers to tell me this?!
What?
Was it meant to soften the blow?
Maybe you thought
It would make me smile through my tears.
Well, my love, I'm not smiling.
No.
But the tears,
Oh, my dear, the tears...
Why?
What did I do?
I loved you with all I have;
I gave you my life;
I did everything for you!
I've ripped up your note
And now I sit staring at
The white roses you sent -
'White is the colour of friendship', they say.
Well, my sweet,
I've always hated the colour white,
So these white buds will soon be stained crimson
With the blood from my wrists...
