This morning, i saw the strong sun ray shining into my study room so i went to take out the bouquet (can't believe i'm still keeping them!) and leave it at the edge to sun...
Then, one of the three flowers that he gave me fell out and roll roll roll down the window ledge!!! Omg, i went straight downstairs, regardless of what attire i was wearing, to serach for the lost 'head'...
As i went down the flights of stairs (i emo dun wanna take lift) i knew that the chances of me succeeding--just like in real life situation-- is very little.
True enough, i couldn't find it back; it was that type of happiness and joy that i was looking for among those messy grass patches and Take a look at the bouquet i (used to) treasure a lot they 全都谢了！
What's the used of holding on to them when you know all is gone?!?
