This is the plant I bought from my lecturer for 50 cents early this year. I'm not kidding.
"These are Japanese roses", somebody told me.
Very pretty, apparently they only bloom in the morning (because thats the only time I ever see the flowers).
They wither after a while.
And no, they're not blue. Its one of my photoshop experiments.
....
That night, everyone was over at your place, eating, talking and laughing with each other.
They are going through your photo album, and commenting on how pretty you look
in that white wedding dress,
"The groom looks good here too", they say.
And you smiled in response to their compliments.
But it was a smile tinged with nervousness that you try to hide, because you weren't sure how your life would be after tomorrow.
Cousin's wedding tomorrow night. I still think its weird. Maybe because she's only 2 years older than me.
I wonder how it feels for her tonight, knowing that by the time tomorrow is over, her life would be tied to another.
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