roses are red
violets are blue
sorry i'm not the one for you

i'm still not over you
the pain is still here
i feel like it always will be

i've learned that letting someone go
means finding them in the bitterness of coffee

that there are days
when i'm not in the mood to talk
or interact with anyone
it's nothing personal

She's too scared to get to close to anyone
because everyone who promised her they would stay
turned their backs and walked away