It started with kisses and laughter, cards with hearts, salty caviar and sugary cake. A dozen red roses standing proudly in the crystal vase as we held hands across the table and declared our love for each other.
The hot wax drizzles like tears, pooling sadly on the candlestick.
This one day of the year, when we still pretend we care and remind ourselves how we used to be.
And then a petal falls, and we return to how we are now. And there’s nothing we can do about it.
One by one, a petal falls.
The hot wax drizzles like tears, pooling sadly on the candlestick.
This one day of the year, when we still pretend we care and remind ourselves how we used to be.
And then a petal falls, and we return to how we are now. And there’s nothing we can do about it.
One by one, a petal falls.
