It was a rainy and gloomy day in Russia, the rain fell hard the dark clouds covering your small flower shop on the corner of the town Yekaterinburg. It was a cold winter being -8 degrees outside, so you made sure it was nice and warm inside the flower shop.

He was walking around the town as he saw the small flower shop and looked through the window, seeing the young and beautiful, you. His heart beating as he watched how you gracefully walked around the flower shop. His heart sang for you.

Weeks go on of him stopping by buying flowers from your shop as an excuse to see you, you always thought he was buying them for a lady. But little did you know the flowers were being made into a statue of you. The pink, white, red and more beautiful flowers being turned into you.

As he stood in front of the statue made of flowers he would softly hum as he smiled while finishing it off with a few pink flowers making your hair. The next day he came into the flower like usual but this time holding chocolate and had a huge smile.

“Since I don’t have you..let me have you..” He would greet you before looking down at you with a soft smile.