A perfect picture

The wind is bitter and cold,
Just like my broken heart,
As I watch it throw leaves around,
Like you throw around my feelings.

I've been sitting in the same spot since you left,
Thinking of what I could've done,
To ruin such a wonderful thing,
Or what i shouldn't of said.

I wish I could take it all back,
Just for things to be how they were,
Things were so simple then,
It was only dorky fun.

Its all gone now,
Like ash in the palm of my hand,
What was once a match made in heaven,
Is now just another roman tragedy.

All I wanted was to be yours,
I guess I'm not good enough,
To be the one in your arms and in your heart,
I'm just a joke to you.

We could of had it all,
The perfect picturesque life,
Thats all a thing of the past,
Like many seasons passed.

I hope you take this to heart,
The only thing I wanted out of this,
Was for us to be happy together,
But now I'll be miserable forever.