My favorite flowers

I’m lying here in bed, thinking of all the guys that ever touched my heart. Veronica is the name of a flower, did you know? Maybe I am a flower sometimes. I wish the coldness of the winter will never come, so I can shine forever and spread happiness to everyone.

Once I shared my love with a black tulip. He stood alone even though he blended in. The black jealousy finally became too much for me and I had to leave this strong flower that stood so tall.

Then came the time when I med the Amaryllis. If you treat them with love and care they can live for years. I kept mine alive for 3 years and was rewarded with a full red flower every sixth month. But every sixth month wasn’t enough. For neither one of us.  But it surely was a flower that I’ll never forget.

After this I started to search for flowers to share my love with. But that just isn’t a good idea. I started liking a wood anemone, and as everyone knows they blossom in early spring and he liked me too. But I have some fire in me that a calm and gentle wood anemone doesn’t have. We started rushing things, creating a storm that had us fight to get every last drop of water. But then the climate changed and we can now live in peace again, even if not as close.

Then came a red rose, fiery and loved by all. As every rose, he’s accompanied by a big crowd of friends. They just don’t stand alone. But also a rose has thorns, and maybe it’s the passion combined with a fear of letting anyone too close. When you touch a rose, you can feel both the thorns and the softness of the lovely petals. I guess that’s why I don’t know where my love to you stands.

I also know a bluebell. So beautiful, pleasing, kind and gentle. This flower always make me smile, and as an enchanted bell, he manage to warm my heart with his golden voice. He has put himself in a shadow, cause’ you know you’re not allowed to pick a bluebell. They need to stay where they grow. So to be able to see this flower every day, you must prove that you will give this flower sunshine for the rest of your life. It’s a wonderful flower, and it’s blue, just as me…

You don’t find the best flowers in dancing flowershops. You must find them in places that your heart leads you to. I only wish my heart knew, which flower that is the right one for me…