Rose Day

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Summary

Rose Day is my quiet conversation with absence. On a day meant for roses and confessions, I stand empty-handed, holding only memories and the weight of someone who once mattered deeply. What should have been a celebration becomes a reflection—of love that wasn’t taken, words that stayed unspoken, and feelings that chose to remain even after the person left. This is not a story about giving a rose, but about growing one inside the chest—slowly, painfully, and in silence. It is about waiting without expectation, loving without ownership, and learning that some emotions don’t fade; they learn how to live quietly within us. Today is Rose Day. And I am still here— blooming for someone who may never come back.

Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

Today they celebrate roses—

red for love, pink for promise, white for peace.

I searched my hands for one,

but all I found was absence.

Once, I believed roses were about giving.

Now I know they are about waiting—

waiting for someone

who once knew the weight of your name

on their lips.

If I had a rose today,

I wouldn’t place it in your hands.

I’d leave it where we last stood,

so it could learn how love lingers

even after footsteps disappear.

Some flowers are never meant to be plucked.

They bloom inside the chest,

thorn by thorn,

teaching the heart

how to bleed quietly.

So yes, it’s Rose Day.

And somewhere between fragrance and pain,

I’m still growing one for you—

even if you never come to see it.

— Robotic Rooh