Flower Bouquet

First day, you gave me a flower bouquet, Ten dreadful roses almost swept me away. Made me question your love with a flower bouquet, Wonder what was the message in that pretty cliche. Falling and lying roughly got me to May, When I gave my love back in a flower bouquet. Bigger, more imposing flowers at your display, Trying to make you fall with a flower bouquet. You made my heart into a flower bouquet, Blooms of fair columbine hoping you’d stay. You made my heart rot like a flower bouquet, Unable to love or at best feel okay. My florets yearn for air and some light of day, The things you took away with a flower bouquet. You made me doubt this was the right way, ‘Cause you ravaged my heart with a flower bouquet.