Creyes

As I watched two roses grow together, it brought me into a past to a love I thought was pure and innocent. We shared the rain, we shared the sunlight, we even shared the wind that roared like a lion in hunger.

Blinking the tears of sorrow away, two roses I saw no more but  lifeless stem of wilted flowers that sung not of love and togetherness, but of regretted remorse, and the petals delicately fluttered to the ground.

Saddened at first then I think these petals that lay amongst the soil can still share their fate together, but then along came the wind howling with anger and blew the  petals away into nothingness, and a destiny together they had no more. Just as our thought to be love of purness forevermore