A grey morning dawns. Patches of color here and there make an attempt at cheerfulness, but fall short. A single red rose is laid before the girl next to me. She’s been here awhile. I’m the new one now, but even so, I go unnoticed. I always wondered what it would be like for someone to love me like the man with the rose still loves her.
I guess now I’ll never know.
This is beautiful. It reminds me of Guns and Roses' November Rain video.
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