• ( He said he would love me until the last petal fell......... </3 )

    Roses,
    Dark, delicate beauties that seem to glimmer in the light.
    Silky to the touch. Pleasing to the eye.
    Rose petals,
    Carried by wind,
    Float heavenly in the sky.
    Beauty,
    Happiness,
    Elegance,
    ...............
    They´re all things that disguise whats really going on within.
    Melancholy,
    Pain,
    Misery,
    All slowly killing the roses.
    One by one,
    The petals begin to fall.
    Withering once they touch the ground.
    Soon,
    Not a petal would be left...
    Each petal had shriveled and dried...
    As the last petal fell and the young maiden began to cry,
    Remembering her beloveds words.
    But then,
    She noticed in place of the rose petals and tears...
    Was a small rose garden.
    ¨ I would love you until the last petal fell....
    But it never truely would..... ¨
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