You gave her a rose
and with blushed cheeks
she smiled
you gave her your love
and with a warm smile
she said thank you
you gave her your hand
and with her heart on her mind
she took it wherever you went
one thing you didn't give her though
was your heart that beat less frequently than hers
you didn't give her your memories
stained like rainbow glass
because she didn't get closure when you left
you didn't give her all your love
because how could you when you yourself
are incomplete to
what you gave her was a collage of false hope
to lay her head upon
and dream dreams of things that used to be
when you said you loved her