I was persistent in my request of Roses, spent all day asking St. Therese: Yellow is for yes, my dreams will manifest; White is for no; and Red is to show he still loves me, he will reach out, we will be together, and the other roses don’t matter. But they do matter, don't they? Aren’t dreams and their fulfillment more important than a man and his love? So I ask St. Therese again: Yellow is for yes, dreams will manifest; White is for no; and Red is to show he still loves me he will reach out we will be together. Elation: Requested rose was sent. No White or Yellow, but a single thorny Red. I shouldn’t be so happy.
Originally published in The Fear Journal