Roses are red.

A man cursed to be the Cupid. Once a year he would appear. Once a year he watches and sees the love disappear.

With his bow of roses and his arrows of hearts...he uses both..to take lovers hearts.

He's punishment for his actions before, now haunt him with every arrow he throws. Instead of peace in sleep with death, he was taken to a place he's long had debt. A sprit of love..took his soul and made it their own, so he can forever be alone.

Now he roams the earth on the reddish of days, where roses and chocolates always appear. A man of love, a man of hearts, and a man of love until we part. He is now cursed to live on a day he wishes he can be forgive for. To a single rose, to this man is just a sore.