Red roses were her favourite, her name was also rose, and every year her husband sent them tied with pretty bows. The year he died the roses were delivered to her door, the card sed "be my valentine" like all the years before. Each year he sent her roses and the note wud always say "i love u more this year than last year on this day, my love 4 u will always grow wiv every passing year" she knew this wud b the last time the roses wud appear. she thought he ordered roses in advance b4 this day, her loving husband did not no that he wud pass away. He always liked 2 do things early, way b4 the time, then if he got 2 busy everyfink wud work out fine. she trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase, then sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face. She wud sit for hours in her husbands favourite chair, while staring at the picture and the roses sitting there. A year went by and it was hard to live wivout her mate, wiv loneliness and solitude that had becum her fate. Then the very hour as on valentines b4, the doorbell rang and there were roses sitting by her door. She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock, then went to get the fone, to call the florist shop. The owner answered and she asked if he cud explain y wud sum1 do this to her, causing her such pain? " I no ur husband passed away, more than a year ago" the owner said "i knew you'd call and u wud want 2 no. The flowers u received 2day were paid 4 in advance, ur husband always planned ahead he left nothing 2 chance. There is a standing order, that i hav on file down here, and as he paid well in advance you'll get them every year. there is also anova fing i think u shud no, he wrote a special little card he did this years ago, then shud i eva find out that he's no longer here, thats the card that shud b sent the following year." She thanked him and hung up the fone, her tears now flowing hard, her fingers shaking as she slowly reached 2 get the card. Inside the card she saw that he had written her a note, then as she stared in total silence, this is wot he wrote..."Hello my love i no its bin a year since i've bin gon, i hope it hasen't bin 2 hard 4 u 2 ovacum. I no it must b lonley and the pain is very real, 4 if it was the ova way i no how i wud feel. The love we shared made everyfing so beautiful in life, i love u more than words can say u were the perfect wife. U were my friend and lover, u fulfilled my every need, i no its only bin a year but plz try not 2 grieve, i want u 2 b happy, even wen u shed ur tears, that is y the roses will b sent 2 u for years. When u get these roses, think of all the hapiness we had 2geva and how both of us were blessed. I hav always loved u and always will, but, my love u must go on, u hav sum living still. Plz try 2 find happiness while livin out ur days, i no its not easy but i hope u find sum ways. The roses will cum every year and then will only stop, wen ur doors not answered, wen the florist stops 2 knock. He will cum 5 times that day in case u hav gone out but afta his last visit he will no wivout a doubt, 2 take the roses 2 the place where i've instructed him, and place the roses where we r 2geva once agen.
I DIDNT WRITE THIS BUT PLZ VOTE AND COMMENT.....THANX XXX
