Happy Anniversary, To The Both Of Us · 6:55pm Jan 21st, 2023
The first time she saw me, she gave me a rose.
It was pink, she said, because pink is my favorite color. She was wearing a yellow sundress, and even though it was raining outside, it made it feel like true summer.
I took the rose, and she hugged me, and her touch was light and breezy. She knew I was tired from thirteen hours of flying, so she hugged me tight, but not as tight as she wanted to, just in case it would hurt.