The rose fell from her hand,It feel into the sand. Tears roll down her face,As he starts to walk away. He turns to say good-bye,But stops when he hears her cry. Instead he walks the street alone,Forever burned from the stone. He can't believe how hard it was,To leave her there with out a because. Together, alone. For now or forever.To walk the streets with out my treasure.
The rose fell from her hand,It feel into the sand. Tears roll down her face,As he starts to walk away. He turns to say good-bye,But stops when he hears her cry. Instead he walks the street alone,Forever burned from the stone. He can't believe how hard it was,To leave her there with out a because. Together, alone. For now or forever.To walk the streets with out my treasure.
Thee who loves the unloved
must be loved by thy self.
Shall Romeo love another loved one
Shall he fall to thous doom.
In thy doom must he
realize the error of his ways.
For unloved loved ones must
be loved too.