I wont send roses

This is a poem from a random friend I've not met in any way, I have lots of poems like this from this anonymous friend and I've decided to start sharing so I won't get too flattered...lol

Here:

I wont send roses

Bunmi:



I won't send roses or hold the door,
I won't remember which dress you wore.
My heart is too much in control, the lack of romance in my soul
Forget my shoulder when you're in need.
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed.
And should I love you, you would be the last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.

My pace is frantic my temper's cross,
With words romantic I'm at a loss.
I'd be the first one to agree that I'm preoccupied with me
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve,
But not the kind things that you deserve.
And so while there's a fighting chance just turn and go.
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.

Have a nice day, Bunmi, and when you see a rose
think about this.

Simon