romanticize

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i romanticized you

like you were a rose growing in my garden.

i'd water you ever so often

making you grow and grow and grow

until you reached a peak.

i tried to pick you but your thorns stuck me

my fingers bled and bled and bled.

i wiped my hands and i wiped my eyes

and tried to move on.

i romanticized you

like you were a brand new book.

i'd read you from cover to cover

watching the story grow and grow and grow

until you were worn out.

i tried to read you but i got a paper cut

my fingers bled and bled and bled.

i wiped my hands and i wiped my eyes

and tried to move on.

i romanticized you

like you loved me.

i'd talk to you over and over

just watching you be yourself

until you just stopped.

i tried to get through to you but i got tired

i cried and cried and cried

i wiped only my eyes this time

and moved on.

i realized romanticizing you is no use

you weren't a beautiful masterpiece hung up in the louvre

you were a jagged puzzle piece that would never fit

now you're orbiting in your own solar system as i am in mine

we never cross each other's paths

and i think that's for the best.

so goodbye to romance, hello to reality.

you aren't a rose

you aren't a book

you didn't love me

you are just a boy who no longer has braces

who i am forgetting about

as i grow and grow and grow.


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