The Forgotten Rose

I lurk in the shadows by day and night,
Untrusting, uncaring, avoiding the light.
I know what it feels like to have been betrayed,
I've seen the girl, and the game she played.
The girl whom I loved left me for him,
That witless pretty boy, my neverending whim.
I though she loved me, I guess I was mistaken,
To her I gave my heart, and by her it was taken.

So here I sit, day by day, hearing her entrancing voice,
Trying hard to convince myself that she didn't go by choice.
My love for her; the memories will go forever on-
But though I hope and though I pray I know she's truly gone.
So here I sit alone, trying to forget my woes,
Cursing my pitiful life; a lone, forgotten rose.