Red Roses Said He Still Loved Me!

by Lori
(Columbus, OH, U.S.)

When Michael and I broke up, I spent many weeks trying to get over him. Nothing worked. Deep in my heart, where logic doesn't reside, I knew he was my soul mate. Nothing could make me believe there would be another him.

I wondered if he was thinking the same thing.

Weeks went by with no sign from him, and I was too stubborn to contact him. I continued to live my life, smiling on the outside, miserable on the inside. There aren't words to describe the pain of feeling your one-and-only chance at true love has gone.

Five and a half weeks after I last saw him, I woke up to a beautiful, sunny morning. As usual, my first thoughts were of him. I went about my morning and got ready for work. As I headed to the door to leave, I passed the table with the little angel figurine Michael had given me. A wave of misery came over me again. I doubted if it would ever stop.

Just as I reached to open the door, the door bell rang. I opened the door to find a delivery man holding a huge bouquet of gorgeous red roses. I wasn't surprised ... my roommate often received flowers from her boyfriend. I signed for them and set them on the table.

Just as I turned to leave, the card caught my eye. It was signed "Michael!" Tears ran from my eyes as I read the note: "I can't stop loving you!"

I've never been so happy as I was the day I received those red roses!