Rosemary

It was bitter and sweet

and a one way street,

you were always afraid of the dark.

Shiver and shake

until one of us breaks

we were both trying

to put down our masks.

Through the thin and thick

we promised we'd stick

and keep on playing our parts

We have dug all these ditches

and mended our stitches,

what have we done to our hearts?

Rosemary

has jumped from the cliffs

and into the riffs of another man's songs.

It was then that my fists

were met by the bricks

of the house we once called our own

Rosemary,

Your petals are still on the floor

Rosemary,

This was not what we wanted,

but we kept on asking for more.