For you.
For me.

For the roses,
long forgotten,
that lie dead
somewhere.

For those lies that fall
from tainted lips.

For the loss of self
in the mobs of school
crowded
distangled
flurried
immangled

For all my broken hearts
and tears on midnight days
(our destinies have been intertwined)
(but never joined)

For the things we should have said
but never did.

For thinking
I could fall in love
with you.

For you.
For me.

For us.