Valentines day part 1

She stood there holding a delicate rose,
standing outside in the pouring rain,
staring straight at you as you said goodbye,
thank f u c k u couldn't have felt her pain.

just like that little delicate red rose,
she was being destroyed as she stood there,
knowing it was her own fault to start with,
that she chose a boy, who didn't really care.

it was like the sky was crying with her,
as she stood alone on that street,
she could feel her little flower wilted,
with every breaking heart beat.

he walked a little then turned and stopped,
he wanted to have the final say,
but she threw the rose back in his face,
and said happy f u c k ing valentines day!