Thoughts

roses are red that's true.
but when i think of you im no longer violet nor am i blue.
your laugh and adorable smile are sweeter then morning dew.
although it pains me to see you go.
i wish for a second chance to make you feel comfort and at home.
i dream sometimes i could hold your hand and roam these lands.
lay in the grass and watch clouds fly over hand.
when i feel blue you make me feel better and glad.
your presence makes everything good instead of bad.
i wish i could do the same if i was your man.