A Yellow Rose

Once a moment, i saw a girl and a boy.
"A yellow rose",said the girl to the boy. "What for?",asked the boy.
"Do you know about floriography, or the language of flowers? This yellow rose has a meaning, and i guess you're smart enough to know what it means",she replied.


....
A day after

She stood in her room. Heavy rain outside washed her window. Deeply breathing, she looked at the window, lost her own thought. Thinking about what she had done. "Am I doing the right thing? I even dont know how i feel about it right now",she said to herself.
"I know i want to give more than a yellow rose to him, but there's a huge wall between us. Ah, i said us..there couldn't be an US".
"And him, he is happier. And even he's indifferent to me now.
Ah, let this rain wash all my tears away",she continued.

....
A couple months ago

The girl walked together with the boy. She felt a strange feeling. Butterfly on her stomach. A lot of them. But sometimes she felt upset too. The boy lifted her feeling up and down. She could feel happy,flattered,confused and sad all at once. Just because of the boy.
They were holding hands, "I like you", said the boy. "And i do like you too",said the girl.

....
Now she sits alone on the bench, seeing the boy from afar. She is sad,if I could say so. She smiles skeptically, and hides the aches in her heart. "I know i've fall for the boy too deep", she says. "I shouldnt have too, but i cant".
"But why?", i ask her. "There's "her" between me and him, and i'm just the outsider who came lately and fall for him at wrong time",she answers.

I see to the girl's cloudy eyes. But i see something different. There's silver lining there. Then i relievedly sigh, cos i know, she can handle and get through this.
"That's okay girl, you can let your tears down today, but tomorrow you'll shine again with your smile", i say.
She doesnt say anything. For a couple of minutes silence takes the air. Then she's smiling....sincerely.