Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Single Rose

When you first met your single rose
she was sweet, but green round the gills as they say
Innocence dripped like morning dew from her fragile pedals and
in love was a great place to be  
To her well, love oh love meant forever 
She was getting ready to blossom taking her first steps
into a world that at times has been cold and cruel
All the while with newfound strength
she was there for you whenever you needed her     
Well my dear, a few years have passed
Her life not the carefree one you’re used to
Love has changed in her eyes
For her it hasn’t been the same
You‘re used to your single rose being the
roots that keep you grounded and safe
from all the heartache in the world
Baby you have been so wrapped up in your life
You can only see what you want through the rose colored glasses
you have chosen to wear  
How can she shield you from pain when
her heart ache is this bad?
She needs someone to be her single rose and
she loves you, and always will but
she’s so sorry you just aren’t the one

 

 

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