Roses are red
Violets are blue
If I ever go down
You’re coming too.
Tell all those secrets
Tell all those lies.
Our friendship fades, and slowly dies.
I tried my best
to be your friend.
but I guess all good things come to an end.
A hug or two ago,
you used to rock me to and fro.
Every time you walked by, I was speechless
Every time you spoke I was breathless
Every time we touched I was helpless.
I was trying to make you mine
But I guess I ran out of time.