_-_It seems, like a rose, love always dies, slowly, but surely_-_

_-_a 4 leaf clover explains the luck i had of being with you. all the flowers in a beautiful garden explains all the good times i had with you, but a waterfall explains all the tears i cried cuz of you_-_

~i can feel your warm breath against my face i feel your arms around my waist, i watch the tears roll down your cheek, as i awake from my sleep~