Even the Flowers are Purple
Dear Lyla,
We may have been together a long time and I can't help but to think that maybe we're not meant to be. You asked me once why I'd given you single a red rose and my answer was "I love you" without hesitation. When I offered you some honeysuckle you laughed and asked why. My answer was that my love was devoted to you. When you receive this flower you may ask why and I'll answer that now, I will never forget you and I will forever mourn the fact that I have to say goodbye. But that's just how the wind blows and I'm sacrificing your love for your happiness.
Forget me not,
Alex
We may have been together a long time and I can't help but to think that maybe we're not meant to be. You asked me once why I'd given you single a red rose and my answer was "I love you" without hesitation. When I offered you some honeysuckle you laughed and asked why. My answer was that my love was devoted to you. When you receive this flower you may ask why and I'll answer that now, I will never forget you and I will forever mourn the fact that I have to say goodbye. But that's just how the wind blows and I'm sacrificing your love for your happiness.
Forget me not,
Alex