The candles were burning then,
Now the flickers are younger and small.
I still remember the vows,
Till death do us part
The bed was built with roses.

Maybe the roses had no thorns back then
Or maybe love made me blind i couldn't see them
To have and to hold
The irony which i never knew existed
Only the man of God knew more about it

I thought it was a crush
Mind mind was just crowded
Mist and clouds brought in darkness
It was not love,just lust
You just used me to get him

Who knew that a sweet juicy, strawberry could turn...