I don't mind the cold when I have a fire to warm me
I don't mind the rain 'cause it makes the flowers grow
I can take the bad times when you wrap your love around me
I don't mind the thorns when you're the rose
(Lee Greenwood - I Don't Mind The Thorns If You're The Rose)
Fake greetings, fake smile, fake love. The cold, dark sky of November fade as you turn your back to me. I expect everything to be pitch black, but no. I am stronger than I thought. I welcomed you with heavy smile while you gave me heavy tears on my polo shirt. And the cups of tea I made you is just another excuse to take care of you more than I should. I'm fooling myself saying that you know me, and you actually thinking of me. But I accept it, gladly. My heart bleed, literally, but I shook it off because I don't mind.
I don't mind if you kill me slowly by breaking it, crushing it.
Cause in this whole wide world, you're my only rose with so many thorns
You're the only one, you know that?
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