The rose he gave me had thorns
They dug into my skin buy I didn't care
Apparantly neither did he
My blood
Scarlet red
Stains the snow beneath me
A bright red trail through the bright white snow
Following me as I walked to the river
I stood letting it pool around me
He called my name and I turned
"I'm sorry" he says
"I know" I respond
I let myself fall
