Was it something I
said or something I did
Did the words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say
Chorus:
Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn
~Every Rose Has It's Thorn~ Poison-
Silk crushed in my hands
and tears slid down my face. Shaking violently, I sat down on the cold
ground. They left Raoul with my angel: my light in the dark torment that
I was born into.
I had never thought I would fall in love. How could I? I was
always told that I was too hideous to ever fall in love with anyone, and then I
met her: the angel with the heavenly voice that I wanted more than anything in
my life. However, I should have known better; should have known that it
would end with a crushing, painful blow to my life. There should have
been no reason that I should have thought that in the first place!
Christine would have chosen me instead of the handsome boy. Why
should she? Even though I trained her and molded her in to the radiant
women that she is today, I am still hideous. Even though my voice is more
elegant then anything that has fallen on this earth, I have not found a single
soul that wants me…
If it's not her, then who could it be?
I thought if I gave her everything in my soul then she could love me a
little, but I was foolish to think so.
Perhaps in the future I can learn not to fall so hard like I did this time.
Maybe my destiny will change. Sadly, I see no change in my future…only
darkness.