• a rose i lie here cast aside,
    with my wilting petals soft and plush,
    if ever such a thing exists,
    i loved you way too much,

    a shadow i loom here,
    like a spirit from the past,
    had i only loved you less,
    we might've last,

    a token of affection,
    i lent you just a kiss,
    despite my fiercely beating heart,
    it never brought you bliss,

    a zephur brushing on your face,
    i tussle with your hair,
    to be here now without you,
    seems unfair,

    a wilted rose,
    i fall to dust,
    and drift away,
    as i must.