What about violets?

I remember the dress you were wearing. I remember how incredible you looked. I remember pacing back and forth, waiting for you to arrive. I remember being jealous that I had to share you with the rest of the room. I remember the flowers. You told me your favorite flower and I brought them. I remember ignoring everyone around us, I had eyes only for you. I remember the way you laughed, and how when you spoke, everyone stopped to listen. I remember feeling so insignificant next to you. All I remember is you, I don't remember what I was wearing, what music was playing, who we were with, but I remember the shade of your lipstick. I remember the way you moved, how you danced and how you walked. I remember blushing when you caught me staring. I remember being close to you, and being driven away by a mass of bodies, all struggling to be near you. I remember how the whole room seemed to focus on wherever you were. Oddly enough, I remember death threats offered against you. I remember frantically searching for you, and how relieved I was to find you. I remember how in love with you I was, we all were. I remember wanting you to feel the same way, so much it made me want to cry and tear at my hair. And now, I remember these things and I realize that nothing has changed. I love you, more than I will ever be able to tell you, and I hope that someday you'll find somebody that you will always remember.