3 Things You Stole From Me

For you I put a rose away, Hoping you'd come back another day. I have always truely loved you, I always will and I still do. To pour out my heart into this poem, Is more difficult than it seems. For black on white, either typed or written, Cannot express how my heart,by you, was taken. You took it all and you didn't know, But to love you dearly is all I want to show. That rose may be dying, But I am too. For every second that passed, Is my life without you. Yes, we're all human. Yes, we may falter. But to hear those three words from you, Would make my heart alter. My heart would change from a landscape of a battlefield, To the most perfect, undying rose: unbruised and yours for eternal. That rose was stolen away by you, My undying love was taken too. Although you may not know this, It was stolen and taken ever since our first kiss. Three things you stole from me: My heart, my rose, my undying love. I'm suprised you didn't take my sanity. I love you for always and forever.