Friday, 26 August 2016


I'll break your heart
with a velvet hammer,
and crush your soul
in rose petals
because this can't work
but I still love you.

I love the way you smile
and the way you made me feel
like a best mate with passion
so safe yet dangerous.

I loved your stories,
like a young granddad
laughed at my jokes.

But I know you're telling soft lies,
killing us so gently
you think I wont notice
but I see all
and it's too blurred.

Too blurred to carry on,
and I think you agree
so I'll remember sun drenched days
and forget the worst,
the lies covered in roses.

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