roses

so it wasn’t all roses and

selfless care tonight dear

but though we weren’t perfect

we still did all right.

you still placed your hand

on my weary hot head

and you still said exactly what had to be said.

you admitted your faults

and implored don’t stay mad

though you must know by now

I will never be that

for as long as there exists an ‘us’

I do not and will not know how.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s