I wrote this the other day, it is about one of my friends. You could say it is about love!


A rose that will not bloom
Rain shatters what once was
The sun smiles on you but not I,
Did I miss my chance?
It used to seem so hopeless,
My cocoon is finally cracking,
Your smiles are like sunshine
But I am so thirsty
And you have your own rose.

The rain falls; your smiles, jaded.
I want to hold you,
I want to tell you how I feel,
I want you all to myself.
Can you heal me?
But you have your own rose.

The sun sets and I am left in the dark
Can you save me?
But you have your own rose,
And I wish it was mine.

The rain falls and I am so thirsty
It washes me away...
Your smiles of sunshine are not mine,
And I have been shown how to lie.
I wish I could steal your heart,
But I'm content to pretend...

I can be your friend,
Just be my guiding light
And I can wait for you
Maybe that rose of yours will wilt
And maybe then a new one can bloom
Until then...I can pretend.