The Life of A Wedding Bouquet

I remember being a little flower with dreams of becoming a doctor. I wanted a big field to live in with a huge family. None of that happened at all. I was kidnapped one day on my way to work. I’ve been in cars, trucks, and now in a flower shop. I hate it here, I mean I do look good, but I want to be free. I hear the owner telling a woman.
“ I have the perfect flowers for your wedding”

She picks me up and tells me I’m going to be the bouquet. Whoever told this lady that, talking to flowers help us grow, obviously never told her to chew gum. I don’t want to be a stupid bouquet. I feel like getting my bee friends to sting her face, but they’re on vacation in the park across the street. I accept the fact that I’m going to be in her wedding. I’m taken by a woman probably a friend of the bride, I feel something weird about her, but I can’t tell what. The bride is what I see next, she’s a white lady with long brown and really skinny. She approves of me and is all cheesy. The friend of the bride who, I now know is one of the brides maids, takes me home. It’s a small apartment, I just get thrown to the side. If i could move I would knee her in the stomach. I fall asleep because tomorrow is the big day. I’m woken up up by the bitchy friend and we’re off to the wedding. I’m placed in a room and the bride comes in, she’s going crazy. Nervous about her looks and feeling something will go wrong. She leaves to get dressed and the groom comes in. The friend of the bride and groom start kissing. I knew there was something wrong with this lady. They both leave and the wedding is starting. Everyone is dressed up and happy. We’re walking down the aisle, everyone is staring, I’m nervous, are my stems okay? Why is she walking so slow? We don’t have all day. As the priest reads the never ending lines I fall asleep. The bride’s hands are shaking as the groom says.
“I do”

As she is being asked she hold on as if I’m the only thing keeping her alive. She says
“I do”

and loosens her death grip. As they kiss I’m stuck between them... really awkward. Now it’s time to throw me in the crowd of yelling women desperate to catch me. She throws me into the crowd and I’m terrified. I fall in the center and they all jump towards me. I feel special, but these idiots are hurting me. Then finally someone grabs me... a guy. I didn’t know it could work like this, but he gives me to his niece so I’m cool with it. Maybe I’ll get planted in a garden. Well I wasn’t, I was quickly tossed aside while she picked up her toys. Why couldn’t one of the brides maids catch me? I would rather be with the bitchy one.