Water the Roses

I guess it can't be helped, it's just a matter of when
Do you think she'd notice if I never bloomed again?
As my roots grow tangled, letters rotting on read
I just close my eyes as I get stuck within my head

Late nights alone
The sapling prays to grow, to sow
To see you through the phone
Through paths unknown
My heart elopes by prose, hello
Awarded best in show
My inking slows, and we're running in circles again
A worn out plea for anything
To prove this poem complete, I've come to see
That if it's bеtween you and me
Words won't get through to anyone
Lost in the flower-buds

It's only three small words that I'm desperate to hear
But I can't be certain if you're always nowhere near
If the sun grew cold, proving all that I fear
If I had your blessing, then it all would disappear

But I feel so stupid
'Cause you feel the same
And when I water the roses
I can't trust you to stay
And so I lay, neath the shimmering moon
Just a love-struck fool
What do I do but wait for you?

Late nights inert
Rehearsing every word, unheard
A sonnet-silent blur, and sure it hurts
These fingertips covered in dirt
Still digging for a love returned, a single sordid verse

It's only three small words that could make me run away
Moving soil like mountains for a chance of brighter days
But the eight small letters never show me their grace
Kiss a rose or push daisies under skies forever gray

And I feel so stupid
'Cause you feel the same
And when I water the roses
I can't trust you to stay
So here I lay, neath the shimmering moon
Just a love-struck fool
What do I do but wait for you?

People come and surely they go
Flowers wilt and surely they grow
Oh, my heart, don't spare me the truth
When I bloom, it won't be for you
Oh, people come and quickly they go
Oh, right through my heart, will I ever grow?

I guess it can't be helped
It's just a matter of when
If she just won't notice
Then I'll take it on the chin
If our roots grow separate
And the roses stay dead
I can plant new seeds
And pen tomorrow's flowerbed

And I feel so stupid
'Cause you feel the same
And when I water the roses
I can't trust you to stay
So here I lay, neath the shimmering moon
Just a love-struck fool
What do I do but wait for you?

People come and surely they go
Flowers wilt and surely they grow
Oh, my heart, so sure of the truth
When I bloom, it won't be for you
Oh, people come and quickly they go
Oh, soon comes the spring, these roses will grow