No one knows the magic in receiving a heart-warming rose.
I arose to find I was with a man.
He was everything I needed to get along with others I suppose.
To have a rose was something my ex knows.
A rose for this.
A rose for that.
But what not a one knows is it is a fight to stay strong for the simplest thing as that beautiful rose.
I arose to find maybe that is something only my ex knows.
I fight to keep my emotions so meek.
Will I get that rose?
I will read into what he knows.
I will see if love grows.
I am fighting for it too much I suppose.
Maybe he gives more and God knows.
It is not just the rose.
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