Happy endings, rainy Saturdays and other intangible things

Flowers.D-20

You don't like flowers.

I once brought you flowers but, although you thanked me, you didn't like them.

You didn't say it at first, but I knew.

Then you explained me you don't like flowers being gifted because we kill them and leave them to wither.

I've never seen it that way.

Since then I think is awful to gift a dead thing.

Next Valentine's Day was different.

People were buying roses for their special one while I came home with a little pot and a bag of seeds.

When you understood what I was giving you, your eyes lighted up.

You do like flowers.

But you don't like when people cut them down.

You do like flowers.

So I brought you a way to grow them as much as they can.

Now our balcony looks like a small forest where our cats play.

I look around and I can only admire how much color you brought into my life.

There are no flowers as colorful as my life since you became part of it.