They call it Valentines. They make it expensive. They make it romantic. They make it “special”. They made it. U pay it. U live it. Victims of consumerism.
I know it is a utopian visionary to think that everyday should be valentines day. It isn’t. So why should this day be any different?
Everything is played up to build up expectations and anticipations from your partner and either way, you’ll think it is the summation of your relationship. An emotional yardstick that will inevitably be used to tally up comparisons with ex’s, potentials, dates and so on.
Is it worth it?
You’re just setting yourself up for disaster. What might be a great Valentines would just be a reminder the day after that the next one won’t be till a year away and the days ahead will be dull once again. Unless you’re one of the lucky few who gets romanced every day. In which case, might as well be dying of diabetes.
No no no. This is not the ranting of a single girl being bitter and lonely. Although allot has happened in the relationship department and I find myself alone once again. I wish she saw it coming because I did and now that it has happened, I wonder if I could have done more to prevent it.
I feel myself changing. I’m feeling the earth move beneath my feet and the air weighing down on me. The gravity of change. There is no stopping it. I wonder if it is her that has changed. Has she squeezed the last breath out of me? Am I not being as patient and understanding before? Questions that needs answering are always realised too late.
I don’t know what I’m doing. I may not know what I want right now but I know what I don’t want.
I don’t want to hurt anymore!
Happy Wednesday (Tuesday if you are in The States) and don’t let this day sum up your love life!!!
Celebrate love and not the day itself.
He/She is more than a box of chocolates or dinner for 2.
As for me, for now, I’ll be having dinner for 1 thanks.