A year later, I was so over the heartache, I moved roles and got busy with travelling mostly for work that I was away for that week. He too was travelling frequently which didn't allow for as much gossiping as before. But when I got back, I saw a lone wilted rose at my desk with a note.
The gesture was much appreciated so as the note. I know a lot of my friends are just rooting for me and my happiness knowing what I've gone through which is not really much but they probably thought I deserve to be happy just as much.
A year later, I went digging through my stuff and found the note again. Coincidence or not, it still makes up for a good story.
For some reason, someone got me flowers not exactly on the day but I count them anyway. And some days after that, and some more days after that... And I ended up taking a leap and giving my heart to that someone. :) πΉπΌππΈπ·ππ❤️πππππ
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