What do you feel when your loved one arrives with flowers in hand for you? What thought process goes through your mind? Through his mind?
Of how he thought of you as he was walking the isle at the store? The thought of you as he stared at the variety of flowers and tried to figure out which one? The thought of you as he decided on the ones with your favorite colors and flowers? The thought of you as he paid for them thinking how happy you would be receiving them? The thought of you as he was driving home with the flowers sitting on the passenger seat where you sit? The thought of you as he waited for you to open the door? The thought of the smile across your face?
-Note To Self