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So my Valentine's Day ((and weekend)) kicked a**!! I had to work on Saturday, but it wasn't all that bad. I got to see my lover on his birthday and go to the dance. I did something that his mum thought was really nice, and he seemed really happy with me. I bought him an ice cream cake and bought him two hoodies. You guys should've seen his face. <3 I got lots of kisses for it too, it made me happy. <3 Oh, and then we went to the dance. We even got in for free because my friend Lexi got sick and didn't need her ticket anymore. So I got to keep it and since Steven was mah date he got in for free too. So yeah, it was awesome. He is rather shy when it comes to dancing, and it's just soooo cute!! He did slow dance though, and I loved just looking into his eyes and wishing the night will last forever. I am just... falling so hard for him it's not even funny. I would do anything for that boy. Something also happened at the dance that kinda... make me wonder about some things...
A few years ago when I was thirteen, my aunt told me about her love story. After getting her heart broken, she prayed to Mary and asked her to heal her broken heart. She asked that the man she would end up with would give her a single red rose. When she went to visit my uncle after he was done with his mission, he went to pick her up at the airport. My aunt was sad because he didn't have a rose with him. They got to his car and he opened the door... a single red rose was on her seat. She started crying; a few months later they were happily married. They now have three kids, and they are still living their happily ever after. Hearing this and being the hopeless romantic I once was, I thought "Wow... I want something like that." Also being a devoted Catholic at the time, I went to Mary and prayed that night. I asked for the love of my life to give me a single white rose. I wanted to ask for a red one, but I decided a white rose would signify the purity of that love, and I just plain love white roses better than red ones. Well... this brings us back to the dance.
My friends stole a few white roses from a vase at a table. They started playing around, and my friend Alexis handed Steven a single white rose. He looked at it, smelt it, and gave it to me. I took it, put it up to my nose, and smelt its sweet aroma. As if in slow motion, my eyes shot open and I remembered my prayer of so long ago. I looked up at him while still holding on to that rose. I wondered... is this the man I was meant to be with? I became aware there were teachers close by, so I gave the rose to my friend Amanda so as to not get in trouble. I do not wish to get ahead of myself, and I have learnt that we are all too young to be thinking about these things. But it just made me wonder... Should I take this as a sign? Should I consider it the real thing? Would Mary, someone I don't worship or believe in anymore, grant my wish? My aunt is no longer a Catholic, but she still did what she asked her. Throughout the night he kept trying to give me a white rose one of my friends had put in his pocket. I kept giving it back to him because I didn't want it to be stuck in my dress. <.< But at the same time, I really wanted to keep it. To kiss him and tell him about the incident with the rose. Yet I'm afraid; I don't want to ruin things with him now that are going so good. Three months and still going... I am just so happy when I'm with him. I'm going to wait. The rose might be the real deal, or it might just be coincidence, but no matter what, I will keep it to myself for now. Then again, I don't believe in coincidence...
 Annabella Goddess Of Ice · Wed Feb 18, 2009 @ 01:06am · 0 Comments |
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