Dead roses you never thought would bloom

Never again

Some days the wind breeze blows at the perfect pace I want it to
Others it's the complete opposite
I never realized the wind was like life in one way or another

Some days can be beautiful as you plead
Whereas others can be the storm you prayed to never occur

I guess sometimes I just wish the sun would come out more than the storms
I love the rain but not when all that is left seems to be the thunder
But I guess it's like you
Because you took my heart
And left the broken pieces
You took what made me happy
And turned it into the worst thing imaginable

I used to love
But now all I picture is my broken heart shattered on the ground
And I guess that's why I can never get through rain storms
I'm too busy thinking about the thunder
Where all happiness ended from there

I can never think of a good ending
Because I guess the truth is,
You were my only one.