Bouquet of lilies

I received your call, and it surprised me, I had to rush to you. The distance was long, and getting there on time felt almost impossible. My mind raced as I ran, thinking of everything I wanted to say, rehearsing the words over and over. But then, a thought struck me! I couldn’t arrive empty-handed. I spotted a small flower shop just as the owner was closing. Out of breath, I managed to grab the only thing left, a small bouquet of lilies. No time to think, no time to choose. Just grab and go. I kept running, my heart pounding, my breath short. Every second felt like it slipped away too fast. When I finally reached your door, I barely had time to catch my breath before it opened. All the urgency, all the words I had prepared, suddenly vanished. Without thinking, I just lifted the tiny bouquet in front of my face, as if it could somehow explain everything. No grand speech, no perfect delivery ... just me, breathless and holding out a handful of lilies, hoping they could say what I couldn’t.