Never ever never do I hate you, you are my wild rose Thorn, petals whatever you throw my way, I still adore you. Life is nothing without thorn or two, You say you want to remove them, How is it possible? These thorns which wounded us, gave us character, Happiness is what you give me, a smile, kiss a passionate embrace This made us adore each other more. My heart longs to implore you, to hold me ransom to your desires Tie...
