• Roses are red,
    violets are blue,
    with out you,
    I am not thing but ready to sue.
    You loved me with your life,
    then you just had to die.
    Now I am just wondering:
    Why?
    We could have gotten through this with out a mistake,
    but now all I feel is my heart ache.

    You could have been stronger,
    then you you'd live longer,
    but now I'm inspired in my own way.
    You loved me,
    I loved you,
    we were the perfect to,
    but why did it have to end this way?