A rose without a smell

My Valentiens Day started two days ago when I brought a feather rose, chocolates, and a stuffed frog over to Eric's. (I haven't posted in a while so I met a few new people in the last two and a half months.) He accepted and thought it was sweet, we have been tetering on a relationship for over a month now but have not been able to move forward. The next day he, and several others were being auctioned off for Valentien dates with the proceds going to AIDS research.I had class with Kim that evening( Kim is a friend and my professor whose 24.) She let class out early so the two of us could jet to the Underground cause we were late for the auction and she was being sold. That night didn't end so well.
Today, Eric kept sending me texts and calls, which I found sorta sweet. I decided to no longer look at him as a guy I like but only a friend and I've been trying to think of things that would make it so I wouldn't want a relationship with him.
After class I was forced to head straight to work and after Robert and I closed and I headed to my car, there was a note and rose on my windsheild. As I sat there reading the note, which said that he's thankful I'm in his life, I noticed something about the rose, it was lacking something, not colour but in scent. I got a rose without a smell.