Valentine

Roses already drooping, leaning slowly towards the ground

My love already leaving, I pray he turns around

Such a lovely evening, shattered, broken, gone

Such an ugly feeling, alone awaiting dawn

Left alone to wonder, “Where did I go wrong?”

It wasn’t always like this; I use to be so strong

Afraid of being abandoned, I built the walls up high

But now it seems those walls, have made him say goodbye

Simply couldn’t do it, meet his one request

From the sound silence, he took a measured guess

A pregnant pause where three words should have been

Could only mean my walls had betrayed me once again

Utterly alone, I fear I may have found

Myself a victim to The Consequence of Sound