Valentines day. A day for people to share the love that they feel for one another. They can show it through flowers, through random comments, cards, chocolates, or any number of different ways. But for those of us, whom are single, Valentines Day is another day. For some, like me, I dread the day. Not every year, but this year. I dread the day of love. For this year, I hate it. I am not able to spend it with whom I wish. I am not able to talk to the person. I hate the day because it will remind me of everything that I have fucked up. Everything that I screwed up. It will remind me of all the happiness and everything else that happened last week and the times before. And now, those times will probably never return. So, for now, Valentines Day and all other holidays that you spend with people, have become hated and dreaded. Until the day that I have happiness again. Happiness with another person. Personally, I am the happiest I have ever been. I love everything about me and everything that I do. I never wish it to end. But Valentines Day isnt about you, or me. Its about an us. Which I dont have. I wont have for a very long time. I highly doubt that I will find another happiness. And if I do. I pray I dont fuck it up. Because for some reason. The one that mattered to me the most, is now angry with me. And no one can tell me anything. And that one, Makes me dread tomorrow. Because all I will think about, will be her.
Valentines Day and Its hurt for me this year.
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