The White Rose...

This white rose was hard to find,
It laid deep in the snow,
The snow was so bright it made me blind,
I soon found a note with the rose and whispered, "Oh No."
I could see blood stains all around,
For now the rose began to turn red,
A note that said he was sorry and that only his body will be found,
Now, I was only being held on by a thread,
Tears fell down my face,
I just want to get away from this place,
The cold winter breeze froze my tears,
As my mind showed all my fears,
I sat alone in this horror of mine,
Maybe this is my time to resign,
The rose began to darken,
As tear drops began to flow down its side,
I don't know what I will decide,
I wanted to hold you one last time,
Is that so much of a crime?
You took the knife,
And ended your life,
Once again, tears filled my eyes,
Oh how I wish I could have said good bye,
All that you have done and said,
Are memories stuck in my head,
I went upstairs to think,
Closed my eyes without a blink,
I took the gun from its safe,
Feeling like a waif,
I stared at the bullets inside,
Would I be able to do this, able to try?
Losing you was like losing my heart,
I could never life with us being apart,
I did this for you so we could be together,
Soon I will be drifting up like a feather,
I lifted the gun to my head,
In a matter of seconds, I was dead,
The rose outside is now a dark black,
Only because the life and love inside is what it lacks,
I loved you and I hope you loved me too,
Cause this was one thing I just had to do to be with you.