Roses Are Not Red

Blood stains cover the person you use to be Each drop is a memory gone I know you loved me And that’s what helps me move on. You’re stuff still lays here I can’t seem to throw it away But I can’t bear to have it near. Every time I look at it, I think of you and how you disappeared. You vanished from my life, a ghost of your former self stayed. The person I once knew was gone. Since then, I haven’t seen your face. A glimpse of you shows up in my mind, On repeat, the only thing keeping you alive. A part of me still misses you Another part of me wonders what for? I think I miss the parts of you that were good for my soul. The parts of you that didn’t have me crying on my bedroom floor. And I try to remember everything, the way our bodies interlaced I try to think of the way you felt, The gentleness of your touch, your endless embrace. But the feeling is gone And is now erased.