Black Rose

Given the alternative to know another side of yourself, you lock it away with only one hurt.
That is all you needed....One Hurt
Your petals slowly bruise and have the resemblance of oblivion, like the dying hope within.
Still beautifully delicate, a rose is a rose that will always have thorns.
Thorns that:
Surround you,
protect you,
and hold you strong.
The one black rose that will bathe in the sun's presence
with a loving smile.
One who is dripping its darkness on the outside but truly gleams with its light from its inner existence.
Soft and mysterious to the eye and yet intriguing and unique to those one loves.
The Black Rose will forever be known......in my heart.

-this is for the one i care for thanks to flick and the indian