James and still kept in contact with each other through letters.
Valentine's Day soon arrived. I wasn't expecting anything at. Maybe a letter from him if anything. But, to my surprise while at work, I received two dozen red roses. It was beautiful. Everyone in the office wondered at first who this beautiful bouquet belonged to and then who it was from.
I wondered who it was from as well. When, my boss announced that it belonged to me I was shocked. Who would do this for me?
I then read the card. It was from James. James had sent me beautiful roses. Not since then, have I received such a beautiful, thoughtful gift, as I did that day.
I was so surprised and so happy. I wish I could go back in time and make myself realize what I was about to give up. I would have changed the words and my reaction that I had that night.
As I walked to my dorm room, I was the center of attention. Everyone wanted to know who gave them to me. It was a nice feeling.
Evening came and I was in a hurry because a bunch of my friends and me were going to a friends room for a party. The phone then rang.
It was James. I told him thank you so much for the beautiful roses and that I loved them so much.
But as I was about to hang up with James because I had to leave. He mentioned something that scared me.
He said he had another gift for me. But he wanted to give it to me. And what he described sounded like he was going to propose to me.
This wasn't the first time James and I had talked about marriage. We talked about it all the time in our letters to each other. But, I wasn't ready yet. And what I thought he was describing, scared me.
I panicked.
I told James I had to go now and that I thought maybe I didn't really love him.
This would be the moment I would take back in a heartbeat.
It is not that I didn't love James. I loved him very much but I was too young and I didn't realize at the moment what exactly what I was giving up. True Love, is what I was turning down.
Since then, I think maybe I have been trying to get it back.
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