He Won't Love Me Until Five Years After My Death

I put a rose in the vase every day until day 365, when she finally discovered it. My friends said that we were a model of a perfect marriage, and I accepted all the envy with a smile. Until the wedding anniversary, I heard her crying outside the bedroom door. "Give me a little more time..." She begged to the other end of the phone. I returned to the living room and inserted the 366th rose into the already filled vase.