Circling Rose Petals

First loves are like rose petals

Each one circles around like water in a drain

You believe that loving them is inevitable

It does not matter the amount of pain

There goes one petal

When they say something not so nice

You're hurt, you hate them, but you don't give up

You just reroll your dice

The second petal lowers to its death

A true love like this won't blow up without a fight

First loves are evanescent

They're the last thing you think about at the end of each night

This is the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh petal

So many hurtful memories yet your love is everlasting

Forever forgiving is greatest flaw to obtain

Out from your chest your heart is blasting

You're left with the stem and what sits on top

By this time the relationship is gone

Moving on is like pushing a ton of lead

You're left with nothing, simply nothing to act on