When Seasons Change
Black roses fall like lies from his lips,
leave them on the doorstep and ring the bell.
She'll find them when she wakes
to the sound of shattered glass in her heart.
Blind like lily petals in her peripherals,
she fills an emerald vase with the pretty lies
and watches them bloom, swim like fish in circles,
fall dead and withered on the kitchen table.
Shriveled like her impressions of him,
the remains of his promises scatter themselves,
lose themselves on the white wind.
She simply stands there and watches them fade, silent.
He catches them and breathes sweet life like spring,
tucking apple blossoms behind her ear and making her smile.
it's all the same, but now she won't let herself fall like autumn leaves
that forgot the cold crush of snow.
She watches his lips shape cerulean words
that bruise plum and midnight as the drift
and she plucks the lies from her ear,
crushing them under her heel as she finally walks away.
leave them on the doorstep and ring the bell.
She'll find them when she wakes
to the sound of shattered glass in her heart.
Blind like lily petals in her peripherals,
she fills an emerald vase with the pretty lies
and watches them bloom, swim like fish in circles,
fall dead and withered on the kitchen table.
Shriveled like her impressions of him,
the remains of his promises scatter themselves,
lose themselves on the white wind.
She simply stands there and watches them fade, silent.
He catches them and breathes sweet life like spring,
tucking apple blossoms behind her ear and making her smile.
it's all the same, but now she won't let herself fall like autumn leaves
that forgot the cold crush of snow.
She watches his lips shape cerulean words
that bruise plum and midnight as the drift
and she plucks the lies from her ear,
crushing them under her heel as she finally walks away.