She didn't notice until it was too late
Suddenly she didn't feel so great,
Her hearts been shattered
Now frayed and tattered,
Once again
This is the end,
No where to go
How could she not have known?,
Not a clue
Of what to do,
So she cries
She thinks of all the lies
She stares
As time flies
Witnessed by passerby's
Guilt and melancholy
Fill all their eyes,
Those flowers in her hand
Once meant something grand,
She tosses them in the trash
Now only meant to be forgotten
Rubbed her eyes so much she has a rash,
And much like the flowers
her heart is soon announced and deemed rotten
