Rose Petals

Standing there on the edge of the water, the night air crisp and clean with the moon barely lighting the sea, I listened to the waves wash against the shore. The water was especially cold this evening, as it splashed against my bare feet. This spot was special in so many ways, as I came here to think about you and me. I stood there staring out across the moon lit sea, remembering all the moments that my heart held so dear. I had never believed in "love at first site" until we met. Our first kiss sealed my fate as I fell further in love with you. Now I know I could never love anyone else other than you. So many more memories rushed through my mind to the point my heart began to hurt again.

Closing my eyes to fight back the tears, I tried to focus on why I had return to this place. The wind picked up, swirling the sand at my feet, a chill ran up my neck. I shook it off and looked around as if I might find you standing there. Sadly you weren’t, but then again why did I think you would be? Maybe just wishful thinking?

Roses were always special to me because they are so much like you. The petals are like the tenderness of your kisses, the sweet scent reminds me of your perfume, and the thorns are like the pain you have left me with. If you cared for a rose it will last just long enough for love to blossom, but in the end all you will have is thorns, leaving you scarred and scorned.

Holding a single red rose just for you tonight. Smelling its sweet scent and feeling the velvet petals across my cheek it reminds me of your last soft kiss. I tore a petal off and let it drop into the water, watching the waves take it out to sea. Strange how calm I feel at this moment and after all the hurt and tears you put me through. I pulled several more petals off and slowly let them fall from my hand, staring down at them trying not to care anymore, but my effort was still in vain. I looked up at the stars, seeking answers and yelled out your name as I threw the rose out to sea. Trying to let go of the pain and the memory of you and me.