Because it was today. Because she wasn’t expecting them. Because they smell so sweet. Because I love her with all of the complexity of qualities, vibrancy, and beauty beholden to the hues, aromas, and delicacy these flowers embody. Because after 6,274 days I still love her as much as I did more than 9 million minutes ago. Because she warms my heart even when her feet are cold as ice. Just because.