A Rose In Bloom

A tiny bud, a drop of dew,
Slowly turning into something new
A rose in bloom
A fear of everfound doom
Bold shades of red and pink
Emotions to make you stop and think
Thorns draw blood
HE will bleed your heart
As the petals fall away
The feelings slowly fade
Left with nothing but a stem
A grim symbol of what could have been
It withers away to a shriveled mass
Nothing left, bland emotions pass