You once said that you wanted to buy me a bouquet of flowers, but I refused and said that I would buy them later when I have money after work.
You are rich, you also bought flowers, but they are not the gypsophila that I like, but the white roses that she likes.
So, Aze, if it won't come true in the future, don't say anything. I'm sad, but it's just sad and I can't make any changes.
If I could, I'd like a bouquet of baby's breath, but forget-me-nots seem more appropriate.
Aze, will you forget me?
Intention: I don't know what to say