finding rose

there is a place that I know; it's not pretty there if you have ever gone, every body has a dark side do you love me, do you love mine?

~Kelly Clarkson

there is a story of a girl and her mate, his true love.

ever since this girl was born she got one single white rose every year on her birthday. the roses never die. her mate always watched over her. watched from the tree out side her window. now this girl is 17....waiting for her 18th rose which should come in 3 weeks. this is....finding rose.