She sits there alone
Head in her hands
Crying about the past
Of the hurt inside
She feels so alone
He is miles away
Forever being drunk
Lost in a bottle
Never forgiving himself
For what he had done
But there on the window
Long forgotten and neglected
Is a reminder of their love
But now faded and died
A vase of rotting carnations
Copyright Chris Smith 2012
Head in her hands
Crying about the past
Of the hurt inside
She feels so alone
He is miles away
Forever being drunk
Lost in a bottle
Never forgiving himself
For what he had done
But there on the window
Long forgotten and neglected
Is a reminder of their love
But now faded and died
A vase of rotting carnations
Copyright Chris Smith 2012
