i look at it and see
all the things you did for me
i kiss it and remember
the way you used to kiss me
i set it in a vase and think
about all the care you gave me
my little red rose

days later
i look at it and see
all the things you never did for me
i kiss it and remember
all the lies you told to me
i take it out of the vase and throw
away all the pain it caused me
my little wilted rose

i gather up the petals
remember all the times between
when i didnt know
if we would still be we
i hold them close and try
to remember the good times
that get farther and farther from me
i place them in a book
safe for the moment from the pain
my little broken heart