The Smell of Roses.

I love the smell of roses. It reminds me of you. Of your cute little poses And the smell of your perfume. I love the way your eyes sparkle When you walk into the room I love the way your hair shines And the way you help others I love the way you don't spread lies How you can never choose a favorite colour I hate the smell of roses. It reminds me of you. I miss you little poses And the smell of your perfume. I miss the way your eyes sparkled When you walked into the room I miss your shiny hair And the way you helped others I wish you were still here And that you chose a favorite colour.