The betrayel of the One

You think their the one,

Soon they turn on you,

And stab you,

Stab you in the back in to your heart,

With the thorns of roses once sent as gifts,

As it pierces the flesh,

And the vital organ you need to survive,

The rose turns black,

Full of hate for what they have done,

To you,

Feelingthe heart break you feel,

As you grieve for them,

With thanks to "The One",

"The One" that betrayed you.