dead flowers

Oh sweet. Oh so late. He knew in a way. We didnt really talk about it except that I let him know that it bothered me.

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Are you coming in?

Do you want me to?

Its up to you.

But do you WANT me to?

I SAID its up to YOU.

I KNOW its up to me. Why does it always have to be up to me?

Thats what I would like to know. Why DOES it always have to be up to you?

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He came in. He hurt his hand earlier today. Poor thing.

Oh yeah. The other day I was on the phone with him as I was throwing out a dead rose. I said "This is the first time Ive ever thrown away a dead flower and not been sad about it."

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Why?

Why am I not sad or why am I usually sad?

Both

Well, Im usually sad because normally when you have flowers they are from someone special and its sad to throw them away. This time I am not sad because no one gave it to me. Someone forgot it on a table at work and I didnt want to throw it away. I brought it home and pretended that someone gave me a flower. So, its not sad to throw it away.

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The next time I saw him he had a flower for me. Awww.

Jeez Im being all sappy. Im not like this normally! Not that theres anything wrong with it, its just not me.

goodnight

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