You two had only just started dating maybe a week ago after you confessed your feelings to him, and he had told you he had felt the same. There was never a time you felt unloved, every message he sent every word he spoke, all made your heart flutter. Currently he was holding your hand, walking through the park on a nice day wearing a loose tank top and athletic shorts with sneakers. "You know... even with all this nature, theres still not a flower that can bloom as beautifully as you,"