Winter

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It's been two weeks since he's last given me flowers. I'm starting to think that he stopped.

With only a sliver of hope, I walk out onto my porch.

And there lays, a bouquet with a white notecard next to it.

I'm really sorry that I haven't brought flowers, lately. Two weeks actually. I'm really sorry...something came up.

But it's finally winter! I don't know what kind of flowers these are, but thought that they went nice with the season, because of  their colors.

Have a nice day! Also, I promise that I won't skip weeks anymore.

After reading the note, I smile. Not just a small, gratefull smile. But a real one.

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