What Stays The Same?

One rose let go of its color, you took it, I know you did

Not enough space for us both.

I preferred a pink shade.

Jealousy, it’s the absence of my orange

Blame the drought, no I blame you.

Why not question the water? My petals wouldn’t dream of it!

We were supposed to be one of the same.

Difference, blame natural selection

I wouldn’t dream of doing that

Why’d you get all the color?

Relax, I held it just to hear you complain… you done?

I can’t dance this close to you.

That’s exactly why this distance is preferred

Is this ever gonna change?



—2 roses … in harmony… with one another…