Red Roses.

I bought myself a bunch of red roses today from a street vendor and they cost only five bucks. Then I recalled the last time I received red roses was on the Valentine's Day 2 years ago when Ivan got me a dozen roses that made me cry immediately.

I like flowers, and I do love roses. They make me happy, even if I buy them myself. I don't need a bunch of roses from someone who doesn't care; if I can achieve the happiness coming from the roses this easily why wouldn't I just buy myself flowers every week? Every day can feel like a blossoming Valentine's Day.