Im in my flower store. in each of my lives, I've been obsessed with flowers, and you know it. having a garden of my favorite flowers. It's late, and im about to close up as someone steps in. he is tall, wearing a black coat, and looks kinda intimidating, though i dont feel scared but rather conformable in his presence. then.. there they are, these eyes.. oh, these deep red eyes are so full of pain.. of love and hope.. my love, my husband.. he has found me once again
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