roxy

I was laying in bed this morning, somewhat conscious but not knowing why. Something had urged me from my sleep, but I thought better of finding out what and rolled over to continue my slumber. A few moments later, a light knock on my open door and my name whispered by Tom. I crack open my eyes: "What?" He urges me to get outta bed and see something. I mumble and tell him I don't care. I was really tired. He continues to prod and tells me that "Trust me, you'll wanna see this." Getting the idea that he's not going to leave anytime soon, I mumble and huff some more, but throw back the covers nonetheless. I drag myself outta bed, cranky, and follow Tom toward the kitchen. Upon rounding the corner, I stop dead in my tracks and my jaw hits the floor. On the kitchen table sits a beautiful glass vase, holding a dozen of the most beautiful red roses, along with other greenery and babies breath. Tied to the vase is a sweet teddy bear, wearing a shirt that proclaims "I love you". Once I regain my ability to move, I run to the arrangement and search for the card. I pull it from it's place and read the sweet message written there... and that's when the tears start.

Tony read my responce on the thread about roses, and how I've never been sent any. So he took it upon himself to remedy that. What a sweet and thoughtful gesture.

I know my recent sappiness and constant talk of Tony is probably boring most of you and making others want to vomit. But I'm happier than I've been in a really long time, and it's mostly thanks to Tony. I hope all of my friends can see this and appreciate it and be happy for me...

And as for Tony -- I love you.