She cradled them

Delicate bulbs resting in the crook of her elbow

Seemed to weigh a ton

Probably costed him a pretty coin

If it was any other day,

She’d be happy

If the bouquet was for another reason

She’d be smiling

But this wasn’t any other day

And it wasn’t for another reason

He said it was an accident

Said he wouldn’t do it again

Said their love was true

And his love for her was everlasting

But what he did was a betrayal

It cut her deep

Yanked out her heart

And tossed it in a shredded

She didn’t know what infuriated her more

That he thought an apology was erase his discretion

Or that flowers was absolve her pain.