Give me a flower
A black rose to be precise
This is the end and even though I hate goodbyes
“Fare well,” my lips must say
Amidst the pouring tears
And the trembling.
Lay a black rose at my feet,
This time we ain’t mourning
But rejoicing for the gift bestowed,
For a love that was not acknowledged to all yet was overwhelming.
It was near bliss but they say, “Nothing lasts forever.”
It is with a heavy heart that I give this gift and let you go
But that I must do
Before you slip and shatter beyond recognition.
Give me a rose,
Frankly I don’t like roses but then,
It tells my tale.
Many say it signifies bad
But I choose to believe,