Hi!
I am a bouquet of roses – precisely two roses – lying on a sidewalk on the Valentine’s Day.
Now tell me honestly, what was my fault to be abandoned like this?
It could be any of the following plausible reasons:
Parental fear. Scrutiny is at critical-level today. Perhaps, I was quickly abandoned without thought to avoid the Spanish inquisition at home.
Couple’s squabble. Worst day to fight. Then again, human beings are strange.
Mismatched expectations. Let’s face it, I am not as glamorous as lilies, nor as exquisite as my orchid sister. Maybe, roses are too clichéd. Though, I am told, I cost a fortune today.
Simply forgotten. Maybe, it’s the simplest of the explanations. They paused here for a quick hug, and simply forgot to pick me up.
Well, whatever the reason, I know one thing for sure, someone will pick me up – even if it’s the cleaning team in the morning – and would surely smile while looking at me. And maybe, I will finally go home.
Then again, what do I know. I am, after all, just an abandoned two-rose bouquet!