A rose stands out in a garden.
It stands completely isolated from the rest because it was different.
And for this, the rose is saddened.
Its only wish is to be the same, equivalent.
But its color has faded from red to black.
The reason was because it was ill.
It grew alone, without a pack.
Then a red rose grew on top of a hill.
The red rose was also different.
It had more thorns than the average.
But, like the black rose, its only wish is to be the same, equivalent.
No one realized that it was only damaged.
Suddenly, the black rose and the red rose ended up together.
It was the work of a girl who saw the two unhappy.
The black rose and the red rose got to know each other.
They couldn't thank the girl enough for making them happy.
The two roses grew old together.
Just like our love, it will last forever.