Youre beautiful but youre empty...One couldnt die for you. Of course an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose all on her own is more important than all of you together since shes the one Ive watered. Since shes the one I put under glass since shes the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since shes the one for whom I killed the caterpillars except the two or three butterflies. Since shes the one I listened to when she complained or when she boasted or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since shes my rose.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.