The rose
I kept for years
Died.
It’s buried
Beneath
The loneliness
And wrath.
It left me
Nothing
But a reason
To live
Thinking
Every minute
Of everyday
Why it went
Gone.
The death of romance
madprof
- June 21
- , 2010
I live like an ellipsis,
Who rides along the bottom of the letters.
A word has been omitted from my thoughts
For some unknown reasons.
You must know there's something more out there,
Just beyond that missing word.
------madprof
