You and I
I left that rose at your doorstep,
Yet you didn't even call.
That really begs the question,
Did you ever love me at all?
I think about you all the time,
I wish that it could be you and I.
But I know that time has passed,
So why should I even ask?
You and I,
Our love always prevailed.
You always stood by my side,
Until the day I failed.
Is it too late to say I'm sorry?
As you leave me to love myself.
You were the only angel,
In a place that felt like hell.
So what do I do when you're gone?
I never left that rose on your doorstep,
Because the thorns just hurt too much.
I wish that I ever held you,
But I guess I was never good enough.
I wish I would have told you despite all of my pride,
Because in the end there never was a you and I.
So now I stand on my own,
Why can't my heart find its home?
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