I remember when that beautiful red rose once bloomed… They were so young, pure, and innocent.

I remember how the gaze into the beauty of just that little bud would make the saddest of hearts beat once more.

I remember the feeling of happiness and joy that filled me as new adventures would be embarked upon.

I remember when they became a full beautiful rose that was one amongst many and yet their unique and daring attitude stayed. Day to night and beginning to end slowly life slipped away and yet all

I remember was the day it all became just one big blur… To only wish to have one more time, that

I remember who I once was, and be that red rose that once bloomed before, it only would be a dream come true…