Our love is like a rose. We begin to grow as we first meet. We rise more through each day,getting stronger. We protect each other throu the tough days even making rain bearbable. Our petals begin to spread and we believe love is the only thing keeping us alive...Then suddelny, the days get colder. Our stim gets weaker. We try our hardest to keep this love alive, we are too weak. Our petals begin to fall and we become fragile...Please give me a drink of water, to make this love last longer..No, nothing seems to help. As the frost touches the ground, we become cold in our hearts...We tip over and survive no more...