Valentine's Day

I hate this time of year
When those chalky candy hearts take their places on retail shelves,
And the cold wind blows straight through to my heart,
Wiping away any sense of warmth and happiness I may have built up on sunny days gone by.

It's this time of year
When I try so hard to be loved by everyone and fail so easily
Because I have standards far too high for the average man.
The wind has made me cold, and the average man will not love a windburned face, even a pretty one.

Valentine's Day is the perfect time for doing my taxes.