My internet rose I long to see,
during conversation between you and me.
It let me know that you were there,
with a happy laugh, a thought, a care.
Oh, how it made me smile.
My internet rose let me know all was right,
even when there was discord at night.
in discussions we shared,
I knew someone cared.
Oh how it made me smile.
My internet rose has quickly faded,
as our seperate lives are pools to be waded.
I now ask myself if I will ever see,
the internet rose once meant for me.
Oh how I used to smile.