I've never really cared one way or the other about Valentine's Day. But, I've never had to spend one alone, either. Even without "taken" relationship status, I've been lucky enough to get to share it with friends. Maybe I'd be more cynical if it had ever been an issue.
Completely unrelated: More bad poetry. This one recent. God save my vomit reflex.
Prints
I need these concrete things
To make you real to me
Your smile can only last so long
In my memory
I'm training myself to forget
Letting go day by day
But I just want to look at you
And wish it was some other way
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