fuck this fucking day with it's fucking cutesy tootsy balloons and chocolates and flowers...
It IS only another wednesday
we should only care as much through the entire year
and even though i say this now...
we all know in a sense that none of us believe it
valentine's day is supposed to be special
a time to share your love with the one you love most
and those of us who have no love look on with loathing
and as lovers eyes are glazed over in pink and red and white, the colors of love
my eyes turn green
i feel sick watching them all cuddling and kissing
they look so happy
and they're always around every corner
a new couple just waiting to display their love to the world and make us lonely people walk by fast, trying to keep from staring
and yet i can't help but find it to make me really happy to see that some times
i learned in high school that there are at least two kinds of love
the kind that makes me sick are the exhibitionist lovers, i won't name any, but i'm sure we all know them, the one's who can't stand being alone, the one's who get into a relationship merely because they feel they have to, who put their love on display every chance they get, people who do it just for the attention they get, that pisses me off,
and then the love that makes me happy, arms around each other, complete connection, eyes full of true love, contentment, happiness, trust, two people just being happy to be together and hold each other close, that i enjoy, and i don't even mind if those people make sloppy noises eating each others faces, because they give me hope that real romance still exists
and as i sit here in the commons writing this i see a really sad guy sitting with his balloons and chocolates
the girl he usually sits with at this time hasn't shown up, and that makes me sad
he looks so crestfallen, and kinda nervous at the same time, i wish him luck
to celebrate this day is necessary no matter how annoying it might seem to some of us
sitting here with my lower back in huge knots of pain, i was just walking and suddenly doubled over in pain
and my head is aching because of this lady who put on a load of perfume who was on the bus
i was three seats away and i still have a headache
but no matter how bad i feel...
i realize that valentine's day is wonderful sometimes
we should only care as much through the entire year
and even though i say this now...
we all know in a sense that none of us believe it
valentine's day is supposed to be special
a time to share your love with the one you love most
and those of us who have no love look on with loathing
and as lovers eyes are glazed over in pink and red and white, the colors of love
my eyes turn green
i feel sick watching them all cuddling and kissing
they look so happy
and they're always around every corner
a new couple just waiting to display their love to the world and make us lonely people walk by fast, trying to keep from staring
and yet i can't help but find it to make me really happy to see that some times
i learned in high school that there are at least two kinds of love
the kind that makes me sick are the exhibitionist lovers, i won't name any, but i'm sure we all know them, the one's who can't stand being alone, the one's who get into a relationship merely because they feel they have to, who put their love on display every chance they get, people who do it just for the attention they get, that pisses me off,
and then the love that makes me happy, arms around each other, complete connection, eyes full of true love, contentment, happiness, trust, two people just being happy to be together and hold each other close, that i enjoy, and i don't even mind if those people make sloppy noises eating each others faces, because they give me hope that real romance still exists
and as i sit here in the commons writing this i see a really sad guy sitting with his balloons and chocolates
the girl he usually sits with at this time hasn't shown up, and that makes me sad
he looks so crestfallen, and kinda nervous at the same time, i wish him luck
to celebrate this day is necessary no matter how annoying it might seem to some of us
sitting here with my lower back in huge knots of pain, i was just walking and suddenly doubled over in pain
and my head is aching because of this lady who put on a load of perfume who was on the bus
i was three seats away and i still have a headache
but no matter how bad i feel...
i realize that valentine's day is wonderful sometimes