Violet
Flower: Violet (White)
Meaning: Let's Take A Chance
Sarah Jane looked at Maria as if she’d just grown a second head. ‘You what?’ she breathed out, seeking out the kitchen countertop for support.
‘I said, I love you’ Maria said with unwavering clarity to her voice, ‘and I have for a long time’.
Sarah Jane’s heart skipped a beat at the woman’s words, not daring to believe what she was saying, ‘Maria- it’s just the life I’ve shown you...’ she offered pathetically, although she knew that her offering would be batted aside by the look in Maria’s eyes.
‘It’s not. It’s you. Ever since I’ve known you, you’ve just been-‘ Maria scrambled for words in her head, ‘I don’t even know how to explain it’ she conceded, taking a bold step toward Sarah Jane, ‘but it’s just how I feel’.
Sarah Jane’s head was spinning. ‘Maria we can’t- people would never accept-‘ she began, but Maria interrupted her.
‘What’s life without a little risk here and there?’ she asked, her voice low and ever so slightly seductive as she sidled close to Sarah Jane.
She didn’t know if it was her heart or her head, or maybe both, but it was Sarah Jane who crushed her lips against Maria with a passion that could only have been built up over the years.
Meaning: Let's Take A Chance
Sarah Jane looked at Maria as if she’d just grown a second head. ‘You what?’ she breathed out, seeking out the kitchen countertop for support.
‘I said, I love you’ Maria said with unwavering clarity to her voice, ‘and I have for a long time’.
Sarah Jane’s heart skipped a beat at the woman’s words, not daring to believe what she was saying, ‘Maria- it’s just the life I’ve shown you...’ she offered pathetically, although she knew that her offering would be batted aside by the look in Maria’s eyes.
‘It’s not. It’s you. Ever since I’ve known you, you’ve just been-‘ Maria scrambled for words in her head, ‘I don’t even know how to explain it’ she conceded, taking a bold step toward Sarah Jane, ‘but it’s just how I feel’.
Sarah Jane’s head was spinning. ‘Maria we can’t- people would never accept-‘ she began, but Maria interrupted her.
‘What’s life without a little risk here and there?’ she asked, her voice low and ever so slightly seductive as she sidled close to Sarah Jane.
She didn’t know if it was her heart or her head, or maybe both, but it was Sarah Jane who crushed her lips against Maria with a passion that could only have been built up over the years.