Rose Garden

Just a thought for a person who holds a place deep inside my heart.

It was never enough,

My voice in a dark room,

My laugh in complete silence,

The dreams we constructed

together and nurtured in our brains.

It was never, ever enough.

How every night you would watch,

watch me sleep and dream,

of all the passion held in me.

We held each other together,

Like thorns on roses.

We watched each other grow,

From teens to adults.

Yet. . .

I was never enough.

My voice,

My dreams,

and even my laugh,

Was never ever enough.

And all of this,

was destroyed by someone,

with a better voice,

a better laugh,

and even better dreams.

You left me in the rose garden,

Yes, Crying. . .filled with despair.

But the rose inside me began to grow,

A rose with the most thick thorns.

So I can protect myself.

Now I smile the pain away,

I smile the hurt away,

And I laugh at my hatred.

The rose garden can stay locked up,

forever letting roses grow,

out my thoughts,

out of my passion,

out of my dreams.

I can tend to the garden,

And you can be the one who got away.

Author's Note

just wrote this up in just a little while so let me know what you think and also let me know of any errors I typed this out rather fast.