The first time we had a fight he brought me flowers. He never does that anymore. Not because we fight so much that it would bankrupt him but because the flowers spun us into another fight.
I don't like getting flowers as a mean of asking for forgivness. If you say it and mean it, that's all you need. Flowers means guilt - also I don't really like flowers. Love them when they're fresh and beautiful but that never lasts. And I start thinking of other things that don't last.
So today he didn't bring me flowers, instead he came home with the seventh series of Friends on dvd - which of course will last forever...
