Love Like War

I hate those flowers
you gave to me.
Red like blood
and smell of cherry.
Sickly sweet
with a tang.
Love like war
with a gunshot bang.

Raindrop tears
from the eyes.
The sound of hello
with no goodbye.
An ageless love
filled with regret.
Time after tome
more into debt.

No more words
to keep you here.
Out the door,
into the snow, dear.
Broken promises and
leftover lies.
To let go
would be to cry.

Softly falling
more into hate.
The love you left
turns into bait.
To reel him  in
on a line.
And hold him close
for the very first time.

Incredible feelings fly
higher than before.
He brings flowers like you,
but I don’t push him out the door.
A higher love
one to keep me sane.
But I miss you
like a flower misses rain.