Cliche

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Hey guess what?

I love you

But school is over

And so is the day

I'm sorry to hate her

But she takes you away

This bond we share

Cannot be undone

Maybe that's why

It hurts so much

As I go home

And walk to my door

I try not to sit

And cry on the floor

At night I whisper my prayers

Then I sit and talk to the air

I wish you were here

To just be there

To hold me and love me

That's all I swear

It hurts so much to say goodbye

But one day, it will only be goodnight