plastic roses.

i. our love was a rose, and
sometimes, i wished it was
plastic.

(plastic roses
do not have thorns.)


ii. i'd like the fireflies to
stay in my life. at least
they could light my way through the
dark.

(they'd be much better
friends than you ever were.)


iii. we once said
that we were each other's
angel.

but i am not
losing my halo;
only you are.

(throwing knives in my back
doesn't make you an angel.)


iv. you told me that our fates
were lucky enough to cross one
another's.

(your version of
'lucky'
is very different from mine.)


v. my love for you
was made of hope and fragile
dreams and it was
silver.

(you never thought
it was worth enough
to be considered
golden.)


vi. you told me i was
like your special brand of
chocolate.

(but chocolate always made you
sick.)


vii. your nicknames for me (sweetheart;
mi amor) and claims of love
always seemed to burn
your lips, as if they were
poison.

(did it ever hurt you
to lie?)


viii. i was such a fool
for searching for things
in your heart that
are impossible to find.

(things like love.)


ix. you said you were
'lovesick'
for me.

(you were only
sick of my love.)


x. you act as if you want it
to be over, so i'll take
the hint.

(i won't be falling
for you anymore.)