The splendiferous rose
in picturesque shape and colour
aren't all its beauty treasure trove.

But how a rose is a rose
the flower by the thorns
next on the lane adjacent
to the utterly opposite heck
the very uneven grotesque!

Uneven
on dawn
grown

Raw
brawl
while

Stung
plunge
another one
run

limit
each beat
no winning
defeat.

I'm at a loss for words
It's like you took them from me
With the last glance you shot me,
And replaced them with the pain
I didn't expect from losing you.

This is my first breakdown
Four months after you walked away
I'm mourning you,
No words exchanged.

Left with
Unanswered questions
And unreturned feelings

I still love you

my journal was dedicated to you
a proclamation of
how i adored your smile
how your touch set me on fire
how every minute spent together left me craving
more and more and more of you
rushed scribbles
describing how your eyes searched my soul
and left me wanting nothing more than a look at yours
filled every empty space
my ink bled your praises
line upon line quote the love you claimed
pages were filled with promises you made in a drunken state
my journal was a tribute to you
a celebration of you
a monument
to you
and yours didn't even mention my name