Love of Roses [Poetry & Prose]

Cruel Summer

You regret loving me, don't you?
I thought I found the genuine love to you.
I fall for your promises that I thought it was true but it's just another part of your plan,
And now,
You are running away from me like a thief.
You want us to be strangers again after the pain you left with me.
Our conversation is cold as rainy days,
And you show me the picture of a girl you like,
Like as if I was never become your girl once,
Don't you ever consider my feelings?
Are you that damn dumb?
You're so cruel like the heat of summer,
You know I'll be hurt but you're just really cruel,
I'm not a toy and if you don't need it anymore,
You'll throw away.
Ah. I understand.
That's an attitude of immature man.