White roses to my queen๐น๐White roses have always been my weakness; where I live, it's very rare to find them, and when they are available, they usually don't smell the same๐นMy father always gave me a white rose on my birthday; that was his way of showing he loved me, and unknowingly, he created in me a perception of chivalry whenever I started getting to know a guy.Over time, the custom was lost as I grew up, but I always remember him waking me up with kisses and that flower with a delicious aroma, which he would kiss and bring to my chest, pretending to give it to me with all his love. Beside it, there would be a letter with the sweetest words he could think of at the moment.Today, I went to eat at a restaurant, and there was a white rose in the center of the table. I couldn't help but shed a tear as those beautiful memories came to mind, and immediately, I wanted to buy a whole bouquet for myself. Will you help me?