Sunday, December 7, 2014

Roses and Violets

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Thanks for the memories,
Ending with no clue.

Thinking of the cuddle,
When I am idle,
Definitely not a good idea,
Making you my dear.

Making it a past,
For this will not last,
Summary of our story,
At least with some glory.

Occupied the mind,
Again the find,
Why you're never mine,
Don't worry I am fine.

Never given the chance,
To make an advance,
Look into your eye,
To bid a final goodbye.

Wen Xin