MY RED ROSE

Today was such a nice day. We, yes he and I, were having a great togetherness today. I got a red rose from him. It’s nice, beautiful, and pleasant. Hey, you know, this rose was from the real tree. He picked it up in front of his colleague’s house. Yaa, his colleague is really kind. Not only the rose, but the way he gave it to me. I actually don’t really like romantic thing but that was so romantic and I dunno why I like it. Imagine! A man was kneeling in front of a woman, saying nothing but love, and giving a stem of natural bright red rose (lumeeeeeeeeeeeeeer). A RED ROSE!!

A RED ROSE

See? A rose

It symbolizes love. Yes, it’s about love.

It also symbolizes closeness. Yes, it’s about closeness.  

It also symbolizes togetherness. Yes, it’s about togetherness.

It symbolizes honesty too. Yes, it’s about honesty.

It symbolizes sincerity too. Yes, it’s really about sincerity.

I got all those senses. From whom? Him, yes from him, my dear Mr. John.

Let’s get closer to this red rose.

It’s so lovable. It’s so unique in its own form.

Hey, it smells good. So good like him, indeed.

The smell is now adorning my room, from a small nice vase with pure water inside then spreading its pleasant fragrance.

I can feel the delicate fragrance which really makes the rose awesome.

The leaves, yes its green leaves, are so wonderful.

They are fresh.

I can feel the verdant parts which really make the rose awesome.

The stem isn’t that long but it is proportional with green.

I can feel the flower’s important part which makes the rose awesome.

It has thorns, not so dangerous but many.

I don’t care about its thorns.

They hurt but no if I can take care of them and be careful.

I can feel the obstacle which makes the rose awesome.

This lovely red rose looks very good with all those parts.

This is my red rose, from my beloved dalee.

I adore it as I adore him.

I will kindly keep it as I keep my commitment to him.