when i met you
you gave me a big red balloon
you told me it was a symbol
of something that floated away too soon
the third day i saw you
you have me a dozen roses
you told me it was a symbol
of something that died too soon
the last day i saw you
you gave me nothing
you told me it was a symbol
of someone that lost interest too soon
at that moment
the big red balloon had popped
the dozen roses had wilted
and my heart had stopped
