my love like a red rose

My love for you is like a red rose
It started as a seed but its grown and grown
It's roots reach deep down inside of my chest
And it grows even more with each passing breath
The delicate petals lay beautiful and pure
All the doubts that I've had you have since cured
For all the thorns that this proud rose bears
They are all softened by the thought of your care
Soon the rose grows old and withers and dies
But the love that helped grow it will last for all of time.