DOES A ROSE REALLY REPRESENT LOVE???

On the departing day,

You gave me a red rose,

For the last time kissing my cheeks,

Waving goodbye to me,

I wanted the rose to blossom ever

It remained for a few days,

With it's real beauty

Then slowly it started to get dry,

I provided it with water,

Yet it was of no use,

It never grew

The petals started to fall,

Leaving the stem

All dry and bare,

The rose that smiled yesterday,

All beautiful and gay,

Is fading away today

The love it represented,

Died all of a sudden

Your love for me was the same as the rose,

Blossomed for a while

Died all of a sudden

Leaving a question in my mind

Does a rose really represent love???