Man Who Waited for a Bouquet

I went to a flower shop with him, watching as he carefully selected flowers, thoughtfully contemplating which ones to choose. After picking a few, he handed them to the florist, asking for a bouquet to be made. While waiting in the car for about 10 to 15 minutes, another man approached and asked about the price of the ready-made bouquets. At that moment, I glanced at my man—the little efforts he made, the way he chose each flower with care, and how patiently he waited for them to be arranged into a bouquet. I love him so much. God, I am beyond grateful.