My Dear Impossible Love

15:Dead Rose

If only i could give you a rose.
Try to tell you that I was looking for someone who wasnt afraid of thorns.
But now the rose is dead.
I use it as a bookmark.
Has dried up over time.
Because I never gave it to you.
And you never knew that I had thorns like anyone else.

And now I only have a dead rose.
I have it with my old letters.
And I hate that it reminds me that I never gave it to you.
I was always a coward.
I tried to show that my stem
was green and plain.
When it was always full of thorns.

I go through the parks walking.
I see gardens full of roses.
And it is impossible not to think.
how they can last so long that Red?
How can they last so long being beautiful?

And now I only have a dead rose.
I have it with my old letters.
And I hate that it reminds me that I never gave it to you.
I was always a coward.
I tried to show that my stem
was green and plain.
When it was always full of thorns.

But one day I discovered.
That there are not only red roses without thorns.
There are many colors, shapes and especially thorns.
Over time I learned that you were not a red rose without thorns.
I learned to see beyond the petals.

And now I only have a dead rose.
I have it with my old letters.
And I hate that it reminds me that I never gave it to you.
I was always a coward.
I tried to show that my stem
was green and plain.
When it was always full of thorns.