Wasted Love

The bouquet lies in the corner of the room,
Crushed petals of rose lies scattered everywhere,
A trail of blood leads to the bathroom,
In the pool of blood lies my love,
It wouldn't have ended this way,
If we had listened to each other,
If we had trusted and not fought,
But now she's gone, I have no reason to live,
I lie down by my love's side,
Kissing her lips and letting out my final breath.