Days of Wine and Roses

Love can sour.

In the days of wine and roses
We laughed until we cried.
You looked at me
Lovingly
Standing by my side.


But just as wine can spoil,
So did your fickle heart.
Now you look at me
Viciously
Wishing we were apart.


Like a rose that has withered,
Your love for me has died.
Now you look at me
Unwillingly
Pushing me aside.

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