Roses are blue,
Violets are purple,
I like pollo and you should too.

Walking is interesting,
Because you feel the air,
No matter what you know I care.

Sitting in a corner,
Feeling alone,
But feeling refreshed with a sip,
Carrying you in this trip.

When I walk down the street,
I can see you,
Remembering that day,
When I was with you.

I want that day to happen again,
You know you do too,
But once this year ends,
You know that I won’t see you.

Everything has a beginning and an end,
I don’t know what happened between us,
I guess adventure buddy,
That it has come to an end.