I hope FTD and UPS comes through for me today and delivers safely to her the most exquisite dozen roses mankind has ever grown. Because I can’t be there in person to tell her and anyone within earshot that she is so beautiful and every time she looks at me, I feel like I’ve just been born again. That her nervous smile softens my heart. Or how I think the way she says certain words is so cute. If I could be there, I’d tell her that she bears the weight of the world with such a quiet grace that’s so uncommon, but that she never has to do it alone again. I’d reassure her that she never has to doubt whether someone cares, because her happiness is my priority. Also, I’d tell her that sometimes when I catch myself smiling like a idiot, it’s because I’m thinking about some awesome adventure we had. A day that me and her seized together and fashioned it into something perfect. When I’m by myself, those memories are what get me through long and rough days. Because it’s one day closer to being with her. 

Can a mere dozen roses convey and articulate all these unspoken thoughts? Likely not. But to me a rose can symbolize an unspoken promise. They can be a herald of the better days yet to come. Their delicate nature can remind us of the fragile nature of love and other human bonds. Their luscious fragrance can make us recall the tightest hug we’ve ever given and how that person smelled at that exact moment in time. So gentlemen, don’t give away those roses foolishly. Some girl might hold you to those promises a rose represents. Ladies, forgive us men for sometimes not doing our best to protect your heart. You’re all saints for choosing to love us anyway. You really are the most magnificent and mysterious creatures in all of creation. 

With all that I am, 

Viet.