God through you has given me the perfect fairy tale nigh.t Of all the thoughts I’ve imagined the one;s that come true are the sweetest. Later you’ve confessed something to m through which god used to heal me of what all I’ve though could never be. But.. I’ve remembered, I’ve noticed maybe blown out of proportion, so I tire and maybe its my mind, but as close as you say we are how come I never  knew its your picture? I’d only have to see you again in my mind, yet the night is over. I held you above the rest, your my first God blessed, but the night has long left so I leave you with this rose I gave you, it dries and preserves in my room. I thank you friend for that night again, bu it has long been the next noon, the night has ended and our lives shall go their intended ways as directed.