I left you a rose.
It erased my smile,
And made me shed a tear.
Just the thought of it,
Makes me sad.
Just the thought that you are no longer here
But now gone.
Gone forever.
I will never see your smile again.
Or be able to hear your laugh once more.
I said, "Good-bye."
But I didn't think that it would be the last time.
The last time I would tell you anything.
The thought of it makes my eyes burn.
I don't want it to be the end.
But down inside I know it is.
Now I will remain,
Standing here,
On your grave,
And I will shead a tear.
And give a giggle.
Because now I will remeber.
Remember all the good times we had.
Everything we shared.
All the love we gave.
But I will try.
Try to pull through.
Darkness will never concur good.
So I will pull through.
But all I want you to know.
Is that I left you a rose.
I left it right there on your tombstone.
Right next to your name.
And also that you will never be forgotten.
You will always be loved.
Always be remebered.
By the deeds you did.
Not by the mistakes you made.
