If roses are red, and violets are blue
Then why have I stopped loving you
If Cupid's arrows continue to shoot
Then why am I so over you?
If the garden is growing over me
Why do I continue to see
How you left and buried me?
The flowers grow over us
There's nothing to see now
Time has taken over us
I'm up and looking down
On what we used to be
On What you used to mean
Time goes on, yes it goes by
But still I have no time to cry
Still no time to say goodbye
And love is something gone by
If flowers grow, while I'm alone
Where do they go, when I am not
The flowers grow over us
There's nothing to see now
Time has taken over us
I'm up and looking down
On what we used to be
On What you used to mean
YOU ARE READING
Did I Ever Love You (A poetry book)
PoetryLove... So trivial and almost unreal. I'm not sure if that was ever the feeling I had for you, considering I was suppressed into sadness in your presence. They say love is a powerful word, but the only power it's held over me was to make me hang on...
