Colors are flowing through my mind as I watch the flowers in the garden.
A single solitary rose seems out of place, as if it was something more than just a flower, more akin to a dream, a memory perhaps.
I close my eyes trying to remember, and suddenly I can spot a tether of light connecting me to the rose.
I step forward, the tether seeming to shorten as I got closer, as if it was trying to tell me that I'm on the right path.
I keep going and around me blood red petals start to drift in the air, creating a shield for what's to come.
I lean down to touch the rose, and as i do a white ghostly silhouette seems to appear before me.
It lifts its hand, holding a rose that looks just as alone as mine. I pick up my flower and slowly and gently unite it with its lost love.
Light erupts when they meet, and I found myself in the same spot as before, looking at my flowery garden.
Something is different though...
My rose is no longer alone, and I feel the same as it.