Black Roses

They cover the closed casket
They adorne the funeral home
People crying
All tears of
Pain or sorrow
I stand in the front
Black dress and red heels
I stare at one boy
The one who took my heart
I stare at him and mutter the
3 words i dare not say to him
Alive
"I love you"
A tear slides down my cheek
As one slides down his
Both landing on a single
Black Rose.