Rose

In every breath that I take I can feel you it holds no wrongs but internally damaging it is life is too short for love to be silent so I remind myself to whisper your name any time you cross my mind on my days where I am distant where I lose sight from the world your memory shadows me it forms a field of tranquility leading me returning me to reality a rose only lives so long before it wilts but I will continue to care for your soil.