Twelve Dead Roses On Valentines Day

One drop of blood on the 9th of march
When you tore me apart

Two long gone tears
In memory of when you kissed away my fears

Three lost words
“I love you” will now forever hurt

Four broken smiles
On the 24th of October, when you made my life worth while

Five holes in the wall
For when you cracked my spirit and made me fall

Six months of yearning
When I couldn’t let you go, from my heart which was burning

Seven brutal goodbye’s
When you left without a sigh

Eight cuts on my wrist
Because I couldn’t hole back, I couldn’t resist

Nine days later
When you were kissing another

Ten too many lies you told
Each and every taking its toll

Eleven forgotten memories
Of all the times we shared

Twelve dead roses on Valentines Day
For each of the thing you used to say

Ben.S 2005-02-14