Roses

A vase of roses sits upon my table
I just can't bear to touch or toss
Such a cold and cruel reminder
Of a not-so-distant, painful loss

A pile of your things sit idle in my hall
That reduces me to sobbing tears
I still can't believe you'd go like that
Bringing to life my deepest fears

A bed I can't sleep in sits empty in my room
Remains untouched since last we laid there
Were the feelings you shared all hollow
How am I supposed to believe you care

A crippling silence haunts these rooms
In place of love and laughter dearly missed
I wish I'd known that last I held you
Could be the last time we'd have kissed

A vase of roses sits upon my table
I just can't bear to break or throw away
My love for you and yours remains
As does my hope you'll come home to stay