Roses Are Red Poem by Scarlette Romero

Roses are red
Voilets are blue
so many ways to describe you
Your nice
Your funny
But just saying the basics
Im guessing you already know that

But who are you really
to me
Well to me your a friend
My best friend
Your my shoulder to cry on
You always had my back
You were always there for me
and in the end you said you loved me.

What could I say?
No one is to blame
if you love me
then i may as well love you back.

Like it all started with
Roses are red.