The Wisp Told Me

I wake up to see the same old day
Filled with pain and loneliness
You said you'd call, call for me
But you never did, but I still waited
I feast my eyes, on the roses for you
For the time, I first asked you out
At that time... you turned me down
So I took them home, for me to watch
Now they're wilted... darker red
Like clotted blood, within my heart
I had my chance, to give them to you
Instead you took my heart
That's not so bad... I wanted to give
My heart was taken, after the pain
Of you saying no, to which I souly wanted
To have someone to talk, and wish upon
A hand to hold, a cheek to kiss
Heart to touch, a soul to entwine
A wisp told me to pour my soul out on a page
Then a girl would like me for them
I tuned myself to what it asked
And did so without a second thought
The girl took my creation, but the wisp lied
Now my soul is lost to paper
Thrown aside, and on the desk
Just like my wilted roses that were for you
My heart's the same...
Thrown aside, on a desk