I See Roses daily.

They're so beautiful,

So delicate.

I'd like one for myself.

But I refuse to go for it.

If I pull that rose to me,

I'd enjoy its presence

I'd do my best-

To take care of that rose.

I'd hold it,

Admire it,

Compliment it.

But I couldn't make that rose happy.

We're two different life forms,

We aren't for each other,

Not now,

Not ever.

It was destruction from the start,

To pull you apart,

Because "it could've sealed my heart."

I pulled you from your life,

So we could have our lives together,

But you couldn't live my life.

You'd die-

No,

Your heart would die in it.

And when I let you go,

You'd be more hurt than ever,

And I'd feel sorry for you,

Because a stupid me-

Let your beauty,

Your unique features,

Your soul-

Be what attracted me to you!

I stood looking down at you,

Whether or not it was right.

My hesitance

Foreshadowed the distance

Betwixt us in the end.

And then you'll be left to decompose,

Back to simplicity,

While I regret,

Hurting each other forever;

And it'll hurt more,

As the days pass...

And that's why I just pass by,

Seeing Roses-

Looking on at them-

Because I know

They're not expecting such disaster.

And that's why I'll only ever see roses,

'Cause until I have better conditions,

I will not pick up another rose...

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