Daily Life Journal of Her

He was like the autumn rain Quiet Peaceful Calm He never shared anything Not his emotions Not his memories Not even his thoughts It was just us and there was no sound Everyone else was the sun I loved them as well But they were loud Their voices were like thunder They talked and it rumbled Supposedly to fill you with energy But I was just too tired Sometimes I just need some quiet Just me and my thoughts That's why I liked him He was quiet He was beautiful Just like the rain He was calm Just like the rain But I soon learned Over time That he was just cold Just like the rain And no matter how peaceful No matter how lovely  No matter relaxing he was He was cold like the rain He provided no warmth He was never there Never when I needed him He just left me Yet I always love the rain As it pours down How it patterns on to the concrete I loved it But it hurt me so badly It gave me nothing It made me sad Was it even worth it I once thought so But now all I know  Was that I loved but had t

He was a rose Tragically cliche But mine He was my rose He had petals Softer than silk A touch that melted He had a bright crimson blue As vibrant as the sun And that was sign one He had all the compliments Of a natural green  Hidden inside sign two And his gorgeous leaves Large, serrated, beautiful leaves Revealed sign three Finally found the thorns That pierced through skin But that was ok  Because I loved them Them I loved him Roses I loved roses I grasped on tightly As it cut deep inside Crimson drips down But that's ok Because he told me he loved me Or at least I knew he did He wrapped around  My bleeding hand Trying to stop the scarlet But the more he tried To more it poured  Like the mourning sky I'm sorry he cried It's ok I replied For I loved him It's not his fault That he was so perfect yet flawed in some design He was my rose A tragical beauty Painful and deadly But the touch of his petals The kiss of sapphire And I was his My rose My blue rose My beautiful b