Pale moonlight illuminates her sleeping face

It's like in a porcelain-like state

I want to wipe her tear

But I can't show her I am near

Those rose red lips tempt me

But I know she needs to be free

No matter how much I love you

We will never be

My end is coming to soon

I know

But I shall watch over you like the gentle moon

My love will end when this rose dies

With that I leave with a heavy sigh

I leave you my love,

a kiss and a rose

As well my undying love

As he walked away, he never noticed a tear streak down her flawless face. All he left her were memories, his undying love and a beautiful plastic rose.