i wish that i loved someone

loved them enough to

buy them roses

love them more than myself

and i wish they would then

break me

i want to feel the soul

shattering hurt and

the way nausea unfurls

in my stomach

and the tears for days and days

because that means i

loved them enough

to feel that hurt

and that amount of love

lies deep within

this dark heart of mine

where roses bloom

before they rot

they become the building blocks

for more roses to wilt and die

so please let me

feel that soul crushing

hurt before

i die along