Bundles of roses

Everything was peachy fine

Bitter, shattered, out of place

Then you came stomping in

Fixing me – anything

And I was (thank God) dragged along

And you kept me close

Held me tight

Until you finally got to know me.

Pain-craver

Masochistic, teasing,

Wanting of the

First guy I kiss.

Baskets of fruit

Everything was beautiful

Articulate, perfect, in order

Then you came stomping in

Ruining me – everything

And I was helplessly towed along

But you tossed me away

Like yesterday's trash

When you finally got to know me.

Blood-craver,

Sadistic, wanton,

Needful of the

First guy I kiss.