with a rose in hand

Standing here with a Rose in hand
Looking at your Life
and remembering when
we were still friends
you loved me for who i wasn't
you hate me for who i am
you thought i was being myself
but really i was someone else
living in this imaginary reality
knowing it was your reality
you love me for where i was
you hate me where i am
Sitting here with a Rose in hand
Looking at your Life
and remembering when
we cried together
we cried for each other
I can't believe we loved yet hated on another
Kneeling here with a Rose in hand
Looking at your Life
and remembering when
we used to 'kick it'
we both knew life was just a one way ticket
I see your sign
as a tear runs down my face
I think to myself
How can this be?
How can this happen to you and me?
I go to touch your name
while wishing everything was the same
I place your Rose by you head
I take a closer look
still remembering your own life you took
wishing i could have helped you more
i know i did my best
but now your lying here with the rest
your in the ground
six feet below my feet
not hearing a single sound
I'm giving into your defeat
I told you again and again
'Please... don't do it... I'll miss you too much'
how i long to feel your forgotten touch
you told me to leave you be
I should have made you see
without you there is no me
you plus me did not equal a we
instead it equaled an I
we were the same person
now you are gone
I'm left here to carry on
lying here next to you
wishing that this isn't true
I wish I could have made that miraculous save
but no
I'm only here to visit my grave