Floccinaucinihilipilification

When you felt sad and lonely,
I spun rainbows from the grey skies.
When you wanted to pour your heart out,
Even at 3 a.m., I was always around.
When you were filled with resentment,
I was your source of happiness.
When your eyes were full of tears,
I chased away all your fears.

The thoughtful, little unexpected gifts,
The boxes of roses and chocolates,
The attention to all you spoke,
The sweet messages I wrote
The moments that to you I dedicated –
Yes, you were the center of my galaxy.
The entire world was a witness –
My love was the truest and deepest.

But it was so easy for you to leave
Saying I’d be over it eventually.
You never ever really loved me,
Never understood how deep I was in it.
You left me to drown in regret
Without realizing I’d die in the process.
Because for you, oh for you, my loved one
It was a fleeting and worthless attraction.

The Roses

That night,
As you walked out of the door and my life,
All that you left behind
Was a note in which you apologized,
And a bunch of roses – my favorite kind.

The roses.
They reminded me of our relationship –
Full of deep, passionate intimacy,
Yet so ephemeral and impermanent
Like the petals, now wilted.

The roses.
They exuded a musky fragrance.
Like the special something we had,
Or so, I used to think, but I was wrong.
For now, that fragrance was long gone.

The roses.
You often compared me with them.
You said I was more alluring,
And they less, but those were all lies,
Like that faded bouquet you left behind.

The roses.
I will never grow to hate them.
I don’t know how, but I will move on,
And the only thing that will remind me
Of you … and us will be their thorns.