Broken Rose

Sorry it has to be this way, love. End of the year is always the harshest to all friendships.

I'm sorry you hurt,

And that you feel like you've been treated like dirt,

I don't mean to be curt,

But my eyes I must avert.

 

I've turned my back, yes it's true.

It's not just you, I've been hurt too.

My broken heart for all to view,

Soon enough I'll make my debut.

 

Thank you fro trying to show me love,

But my little dove,

You gave me a good shove,

But true emotion is something I'm deprived of.

Author's Note

Short and to the point.