Wildflowers & A Broken Vase
To the flowers who lost themselves in the worldly life

All alone walking down the street, heading towards my home, I glanced over my shoulder to have a look at the enchanting flower shop around the corner. I never had the time to visit inside because I always have a lot on my plate, so I always stand outside this shop for a couple minutes and admire the beauty of these flowers. My favorite one of these are the lilac colored ones. Yeah I am unaware of their name but they are so beautiful that they always catch my eyes.
I continued my march towards the door of the haven I have created with the love of my life. I turned the keys in the lock, got inside, took my shoes off and placed my coat on the side of the sofa seat. I looked at the clock and saw that I have ten minutes to freshen up and start my working shift from home. I changed into my comfiest set of pajamas and settled in my office chair. I threw my head back and let out a long breath, cracked my neck and stretched my arms, "Here I go again, working to make the dreams of my employer come true!"
I was so focused on the laptop screen that I didn't even hear the click of the lock and feel the presence of another human until he cleared his throat to get my attention. I lifted my head and smiled at that familiar face, the human that has always been there at my worst and bests, who has always comforted me when I was falling apart. He knows me better than my own self.
Ryan crossed the distance between us in two strides and placed a kiss on my forehead. He is the most intimidating human I have ever seen, with his chocolate brown curvy hair falling over his icy eyes surrounded by thick and long black eyelashes. He rubbed his nose against mine and said, "I missed you damn much my princess." I chuckled and replied, "Tell me the day when you didn't miss me?". In return I earned his toothy grin and another kiss on my temple, he brought his mouth near my ear and whispered, "I will never get enough of you." I felt butterflies in my stomach as I glanced at his sculpted face, a perfect set of eyebrows, chiseled jaw line, cheekbones sharper than the blades and lush full lips.
Ryan stood a little back and threw his hands in the air, exclaiming "Don't mesmerize me with those innocent eyes." I threw my head back and laughed. He told me that he took an early leave and purposely walked all his way from his office, which is two blocks away, just to see me. He stood up from the sofa seat he was sitting on and grabbed his bag. Sliding the zipper of the bag open he pulled out something and hid it behind his back. "Guess what is it?", he asked. I was curious as hell and named a lot of snacks and stuff I could think of but he shook his head in denial to every one of them. I was starting to feel cranky, "Whatever it is, just give it to me now." He shook his head, teasing me. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a look. He spoke, "If you think that you can get everything by giving me that sassy look then you are absolutely right!". Finally he brought in my view what he was holding in his hand and I was shook. I was not at all expecting him to bring those for me. "Do you like it?", he asked. I stood from my chair and walked towards him, I touched those lilac flowers and said, "These are most beautiful of flowers I have ever seen". He smiled and said, "These are your favorite ones, right?". I was in awe, "How'd you know that?", he spoke while looking me in the eyes, "I saw a little girl today, standing outside the flower shop, touching the glass that was in front of these aster flowers, she was admiring them for about a few minutes so I thought it would be so nice of me to make her day, oh yeah she was also really beautiful just like the girl of my dreams". I looked at him with teary eyes and pressed my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly.
I realized that he knows how to put back the broken pieces of me in place. I was the broken vase that he fixed so the flower of my existence can bloom and outshine everything around me.
About the Creator
Eqra Rasheed
I'm a person who creates and lives fantasies on her own. I can take you to a ride to my world through my irresistible stories.



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