Day 3: You're Beautiful
I brought her to my favourite garden.
It was lonely walking here alone before. I was happy to see the flowers blooming in different colours, so I learnt the meaning of each flower and what their colour meant. Before, it seemed like a pointless hobby.
But now, I feel content just walking alongside the person I love, picking flowers that hold a deep meaning of love. I wanted to tell her, if I had a flower each time I thought of her, I could walk my garden forever. But I guess that means this garden is not big enough, yet.
I hope that one day comes where I'll have the chance to confess my love for her. If I did, I want to do it in this garden, amongst these flowers. Who knows, our love might bloom like them.
All the flowers were so beautiful that night, their colours vivid and bright. However, in contrast with her beauty, she was the most beautiful of all. Her smile was warm like the sun, her fair skin was glowing under the moonlight; her hair was silky and you could smell the sweet scent of the shampoo when the wind blows.
She was beautiful, unquestionably.