A single rose and three words I never got
He bends over to kiss my cold decaying corpse
makeup smeared but no one notices
as they line up with tissues in hand.
He gives me a single rose and whispers
"I love you"
The opening line alone....
ReplyDelete"You disappear before your good intentions..."
I am stitched with this right now. I am completely the sewn object of intent that finds little balance or purchase. Good song. Thank you for sharing it :)