I used not to care so much whether my boyfriend gives me flowers on Valentine's Day. Aside from the excessive cost of flowers during this occasion, flowers are, well, not really of much use. Mon once told me that Valentine's Day was created by flower sellers and chocolate manufacturers. He was joking, of course. Or at least I think he was joking. I really don't know the truth.
Anyway, why does these flowers mean so much to me? Well, the flowers per se does not really mean anything, but it is the giver that I am reminded of everytime I look at those flowers. I am reminded of how much effort he had exerted to make me happy. And today, Valentine's Day, I decide that I like receiving flowers on Valentine's Day. I like receiving flowers any day! As long as it's from Mon.
I've received many flowers on different occasions. But it just didn't mean as much. This time, from Mon, I appreciate it so much because it wasn't really always like that.
You see, I
These flowers mean so much to me because it is a reminder of a dream that came true. It is a reminder that dreams actually come true.
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