We were young and cautious
Spent nights after bedtime
And then we found love
Amidst the gaps
Of our broken hearts
And the empty spaces
Between our shattered souls
We grew flowers
To fill the void
From the people who came before
Our hearts
Merged
Into gardens
But they weren’t sunflowers
They were roses
The red significant of our love
And the thorns of our present
Now we’re just a graveyard
With decaying bodies
Of memories
And haunted
By the people who left
And now
We’re 2000 miles apart
Searching for more bodies
To bury in our graveyard