100 Roses

The dazzling sunshine sprinkles upon my chest

The wind gently blows through your dress

The three words I say to you

Become a warm breath

I come to you with 100 roses in hand

Because you are perfect in my mind

100 roses

100 months

The day you left

To the day we met

Love has never been forgotten

Even when my memory was rotten

Love must never be forgotten

Even if it’s not written

I come to you with 100 roses

100 years

100 promises

The day we met

To forever after