Some may ask
"If a rose represents love,
then why do roses die?"
Roses don't die.
They become old & wilted,
but always beautiful.
Let our love
be like a rose.
Beautiful to all,
wanted by many.
Envyed by most.
Our love will always be
strong & beautiful.
So lets grow old together.
No matter what happens between us
I promise you'll always be
my knight in shining armor.
When we grow old, we'll die.
But our love will stay alive.
Together our souls
will float on like angels
Never to be seperated.
