Rose
Flower: Rose (Red)
Meaning: Love
Sarah Jane put the single red rose in a vase next to Maria’s bedside, before sinking down into her usual chair, taking the woman’s hand. It was valentine’s day, and everywhere she went, she was reminded of what she was missing, as hearts were hung from shop doors, and draped across streetlights. Couples were walking down the street hand in hand, whilst her other half, better half, lay in a hospital bed.
She stared listlessly out of the hospital window, looking blankly at the bright blue sky and tall trees, before turning back to Maria, who still lay unconscious, in an unfamiliar bed.
It had been three days since the accident. Three days of guilt and fear and heartache for Sarah Jane, as she sat, waiting for Maria to open her eyes and smile lazily at her like she always did. But for now, her eyes stayed shut, and her hand lay limp in her own.
She refused to cry in such an open space, although the urge to do so was becoming compelling.
‘Please Maria’ she whispered, stroking the back of the girls hand with her thumb, running it over the gold wedding band, ‘please wake up’.
As usual her begging fell upon deaf ears, and she closed her eyes as the pain swamped over her again, ‘I love you’. Keeping Maria’s hand in her own, she looked back out of the window, watching birds wheel across the sky.
A small, croaking voice met her ears as the sun broke out from behind a cloud, and she dared not turn around.
‘I love you too’.
Meaning: Love
Sarah Jane put the single red rose in a vase next to Maria’s bedside, before sinking down into her usual chair, taking the woman’s hand. It was valentine’s day, and everywhere she went, she was reminded of what she was missing, as hearts were hung from shop doors, and draped across streetlights. Couples were walking down the street hand in hand, whilst her other half, better half, lay in a hospital bed.
She stared listlessly out of the hospital window, looking blankly at the bright blue sky and tall trees, before turning back to Maria, who still lay unconscious, in an unfamiliar bed.
It had been three days since the accident. Three days of guilt and fear and heartache for Sarah Jane, as she sat, waiting for Maria to open her eyes and smile lazily at her like she always did. But for now, her eyes stayed shut, and her hand lay limp in her own.
She refused to cry in such an open space, although the urge to do so was becoming compelling.
‘Please Maria’ she whispered, stroking the back of the girls hand with her thumb, running it over the gold wedding band, ‘please wake up’.
As usual her begging fell upon deaf ears, and she closed her eyes as the pain swamped over her again, ‘I love you’. Keeping Maria’s hand in her own, she looked back out of the window, watching birds wheel across the sky.
A small, croaking voice met her ears as the sun broke out from behind a cloud, and she dared not turn around.
‘I love you too’.