Bought you some flowers in a painted
vase
With a note of love written in my hand
A verse dedicated to the time forever
A memorandum of our fruited plans
You promised me forever on that mild
September
And it aches to remember we were over by
November
Now I clutch at memories like a sailor
waving to the air
As the waves crash over him treading
water choking
Dying to draw breath seeing barely over
the edge
As a finger pointing becomes a gun
barrel blazing smoking
You promised me forever on that bitter
wet September
And it hurts me to remember how you
broke me by November
Our final time together was a floating
pillow of despair
We only ever saw eye to eye
In the pits of our anger
Words like daggers drawn across our pale
throats
Knives of hurt and horror
Wonder why we held onto this albatross
so long
Why would we even bother?
But you promised me forever on the cold
bitter September
I was fool enough to remember the
bitterness of November
It’s a cross that I will carry, a symbol
of my pride
A dark and twisted scar, a spear point
in the side
And I will wear this crown of thorns to
celebrate forever
How what you gave me in September you
took from me in November
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