Roses are red.

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Roses are red. Violets are blue. The love we had. I thought it was true. But I guess I was wrong. To think our love was real. I was stupid for thinking. That you could feel. The same love I did while we were together. You said that'd you'd never leave. That we'd spend eternity forever. Holding each other close on cold nights. Cuddling warm by the fire. You lied to me and broke my heart. Now I lay and I grow tired. I think I'll sleep just a nap. My eyes shut and I fall asleep. Suddenly I wake to hear a voice. Is it yours I cannot tell. It's screaming at me to make a choice. I look around startled and scared. I look for you and I find I'm shivering. The window is open and the cold is being let in. I get up and close it I'm left quivering. I look around from where I stand. I see a shadow creeping along crouched. I scream and faint and fall to the floor. Next thing I know I'm on the couch. I guess that it was a dream it was never real. I still shiver and cringe when I think about it. Then I remember you and your face. And I begin to think of our deal.

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