You and I decided to go to a bar. It was within walking distance. We had low expectations for the night since we were both sleeping twenty minutes prior to leaving.
On our way there, you plucked a small flower out of the dirt road and handed it to me. That was when our insignificant night turned important.
I’ve walked by hundreds of flowers in my lifetime. I have never stopped to pick one for somebody. Neither has anyone ever picked one for me.
Part of the problem is that I’m so absorbed in my thoughts that I pay no attention to what’s around me. We live in a generation that constantly looks down at their phones. The only time we pay attention to the scenery is when we want to take a picture for Snapchat. We check Instagram during dinner. We update Facebook statuses while talking with friends.
Everyone has forgotten to live in the moment….everyone but you.
That’s when I first realized to appreciated you.