I've always enjoyed getting flowers, even if it is a rare occassion. Who doesn't enjoy getting a dozen roses? But even more intoxicatingly beautiful is a single red rose. Nothing can haunt one's soul more than a single rose. A single rose is so powerful and strong, it can stand alone in it's beauty. A single rose is really, the most beautiful of all.
I am a single rose.
The problematic thing is...I act like a carnation. Carnations are kind-of the loser flower if you ask me. They're cheap, anyone can get them, and no one really wants one. C'mon, who wants a dozen carnations? They're kinda the reject flower that everyone throws out. And that's kinda how I feel.
I've been single a long time now. I'm tired of being treated like a second-rate carnation. Guys are overlooking me constantly. And if someone tells me one more time, "You're time is coming." Or "It'll happen when you least expect it." I might scream. I've been "least expecting it" for years now. When will someone see this rose for who she is?! I'm tired of being single. I want to share my beauty with someone else. I want to share in someone else's life. I want to be a wife.
So until then, this rose is going to keep acting like a carnation...because that is all I know how to be.
