Roses are pink

I have just finished literally crying a river...

When Ander and I were in high school we hung out a lot during lunchtime. I was head over heels for him and he knew it, but we never talked about it. We were just friends. One day I was having a seriously bad day and told him that in our 2nd period class together. I think I had failed my written driver's ED test, and blah blah blah, high school girl drama. He wasn't around at lunch, which bummed me out even more, until the very tail end: he caught me on my way to my last class and handed me a single pink rose. " I knew you were having a bad day, and I saw that rose at the store and thought of you." I was rooted to the spot and positively beaming at him. I've never forgotten that day.

I had a dream while Ander was away on his mission that he came home early and came to surprise me at school. In this dream, when I saw him outside I ran to him as fast as I could, and while I was running he opened his arms wide and was holding a bouquet of pink roses in one hand. Right before I got to him I woke up. I wrote this down in a letter and sent it to him.

When Ander came to visit me AFTER he came home from his mission he parked right in front of my house and called me on my phone, telling me to come outside. I hadn't seen him in two years and I ran from my front step to his arms. He opened his arms wide, and was holding a bouquet of pink roses.

I had a bad day today. I don't feel like my work out is doing anything, I need some new clothes, I don't have anything to wear to Joe's wedding, and so on and so on... I told Ander about some of these things earlier but I cleaned the house and felt a little better. Ander left for work at 5 and I decoupaged my next project. When he came home...

I burst into tears.

Me: *sob sob sob sobbing sobbing sob* "Is this what took you so long to get home? You bought me these?"

Ander: " Yup, I started thinking about it on the way home and decided you needed them today"

Me: *sob sob sob sob sob* "This reminds me of when you bought me that single pink rose in high school"

Ander: "That is why all of you roses will forever be pink."

So...

MY roses are pink, violets are blue,

Ander, you are my prince, and I love you.