You were promised happiness. The salesman said he’d never seen an unsatisfied customer. Said any person would love your selection, 3 varieties of roses, 6 colors of daisies.
Flowers received. Flowers she said she never wanted because she didn’t want to have to watch them die. She didn’t want to be the one to bury them.
You were promised foolishness. You feasted on consumerist legends. You were convinced the woman was being disingenuous. Every woman protests but she secretly wants it.
Someday you’ll learn to read the heart without a map. Until then, you’ll just have to learn to read the map.