Finally, after 29 years, my first Valentine’s flowers arrived. Just so you know I didn’t order it for myself. I wore a pink shirt with a purple tie … umm that is perfect for Valentine’s. Morning passed by with anticipation. Then my b/f called on lunch time and asked if I received something yet. It was a signal that trigger my feeling to be more excited. I couldn’t help looking at the front room to see if any messenger stopped by.
And my time has come. The big vase with starglazer and purple pink roses was just there for me. I can’t exactly tell you how it felt that moment. It was speechless. I wanted to call my b/f right away but he was sleeping that time. Anyway I love it so much.
I never got the flowers on Valentine’s day and it actually has been meaningless to me until this year. I told me b/f this and he said I’d better get used to it. That’s awesome!
