AiShou stalked around the front of the store, pacing nervously back and forth. “What if she doesn’t like it… What if it doesn’t look good…. What if…..” So many thoughts swirled around in his head, it was all too confusing for the 15 year old. He had been loitering around the shop, unsure of what to get her. She was so precious to him, helping him when he needed it the most, always being there for him, always guiding him whenever he did something wrong. This time, he wanted to be there for her, to be able to make her smile, just like she always made him in the most downcast of days. “I want to be able to make her laugh, make her smile, make her happy,” and with these thoughts in his head, he finally entered the store.
“Hello, how may i help you?”
He stopped cold in his tracks. He had finally mustered the courage to enter the store but he still had not an inkling about what he wanted to get her. Staring blankly at the plethora of flowers around him, he was spoilt for choices. “I’m looking for a gift, but i don’t know w...what to get…” AiShou stammered, tearing up just a tiny bit. The florist stared at him for a brief moment, and then got up to pat him on the back. “In the 10 years i’ve ran this store, i’ve seen that face many times. Come here, i’ll show you around!”
AiShou followed the florist to the back of the store, his curiosity piqued, and to his astonishment an enchanting garden was what greeted him. Why was there a garden behind the floral shop? More importantly, why was she bringing him here? As if she heard his questions, she replied calmly, “This garden wasn’t always here you know, i was inspired to create this flower bed because of one flower here…” As she spoke she gently caressed a blue flower, as if she was recalling fond memories. “This is a blue Salvia, it was here by its lonesome before i constructed this garden. Do you know what it signifies by any chance?” AiShou shook his head, as he gazed at the Salvia. The azure blue colour of the flowers really stood out amongst the other vibrant coloured flowers, as if the florist arranged the flowers to compliment the cluster of flowers. “Salvia’s significance is in the phrase, “I think of you”.” She smiled at him warmly, continuing her monologue, “My boyfriend was sent overseas by his parents, since they wanted him to become a doctor, and he slowly started to forget me here. I’ve never forgotten him though, and i prevented the Salvia’s from wilting away, as a way of preventing my memories from fading.”
All this time he was trying to find the right flower, trying to find the right answer through his gift. Why was the present important? What he wanted was to provide for her now, to be able to support her in her time of need, to be able to see her smile….. To be able to love her. He was worrying too much about what to give when the answer was right there to begin with. He would give her the present, but he will also make up her past, and provide for her future. “You know, even after all this though, you still need to get something for her… How about these Marjoram’s?” Written below the Marjoram’s were the significance of the flowers, which wrote, “Joy and happiness”. No need for sappiness, no need for sad feelings, no need for intense feelings of romance, for he would provide that for her; This flower was the one.
Making his purchase, he thanked the florist profusely and ran out of the store in search of her. He needed to see her, he needed to tell her everything. How could he have been so blind? She was everything to him, and she really needed to know this. In a flash, he arrived at the doorstep of her house. Guilt coursed through his veins as he clutched the Marjoram’s tightly, bracing himself for the moment.
“Excuse me, is Vonix here?”
As she opened the door, he was left speechless again. Vonix, seeing his brow dripping in sweat, felt that something was off. “Are you alright? Why do you look so flustered?” She inquired. Hearing her voice, he felt the need to say it, and to say it quick. Here goes nothing……
“I love you vonix! I’m sorry for all the times that i’ve made you sad, all the times i’ve made you worry, all the times i’ve made you angry. I just… i feel i need you with me! Without you i don’t know how i’m supposed to feel anymore…… Who would go out with me to catch a gory movie? Who would be with me till it was 4am in the morning, laughing about silly and dumb things? Who would care for me the way you do? Who would……”
She stopped him from talking, putting her finger on his lips. It was as if the world had stopped revolving, and everything came to a halt. They both gazed into each other’s eyes, his brimming with tears and hers with motherly tenderness. She took the Marjoram’s from his clammy hands, and proceeded with something AiShou had never expected in the slightest; A kiss.
“AiShou, i love you too…”