• As a black rose falls upon,
    I knew this was the end.

    Now as I sit here and stare at the rose,
    I think about you and wonder if this was truely the end.

    The end of our love,
    Or the beginning of a new chapter for us,
    New memories to be made,
    Or to always remember the ones already made.

    All the smiles and laughs shared,
    The tears and sarrows shared between us,
    Or the pain brought on to each other.

    Now as I think back to us, our black rose fell many times,
    We stayed strong and held on to each other,
    Many fights,screams,and tears have come, but nothin can come between our love.

    As the rose falls you stare and say nothing,
    Blue eyes staring at me,
    No smile or laugh coming from you,
    Just tears,
    I hope you would still love me even if the black rose falls.

    Fights will come,
    Tears will spread,
    Screaming will arrive,
    But no matter what happens I will love you forever.

    The black rose in my hand draws blood,
    It takes the pain away from losing you,
    The tears you drew fall to the ground,
    Now , the rose doesn't fall,
    It sits in my hand with my blood.