I dug a hole very deep under the elm tree
well might seem a grave I dug for thee

I dug deeper still these feelings to kill

Anger, loss, grief and stupidity still

For now I drop them in, all the lies
pledges, promises broken, hurt
every handwritten note in earth I laid

All the lies I heard and I once forgave

I pushed them down the hole deep

As I continued to weep

I pressed them hard in the dirt beneath
Pressing lips and grinding my teeth

I placed one mossy rock upon another
just what was close and no bother
then twined a ribbon of daisies wreath

Like our love they died but with no grief