Monday, 10 February 2014

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

Oh, Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day ... i find it quite perplexing. Most people love it or hate it (depending on their relationship status i suppose), but i genuinely don't know my opinion on it.

I'm one of life's serial singletons, I've never even received a Valentine's Day card, ever .... Although i did once receive some beautiful flowers .. which were completely unexpected, which i think is what is often missing from Valentine's Day, it seems to be dominated by girls expecting their other half to buy them gifts, and the boys do it so that they're not in trouble. It's supposed to be romantic, where's the element of surprise?!

The day seems to be one big game of oneupmanship and only serves to make those that are alone feel completely unloved. Which, admitedly i do sometimes feel on the day itself when everyone around me are gloating about their flowers and cards and beautiful , magical, perfect evening plans, but then i take solace in the fact that most of these people will probably be moaning about "Dave not pulling his weight around the house" or "liking every photo that bitch puts on Facebook"* the next day while i'll be sat at home in a nice hot bath in the quiet, with a book, being glad i'm not dating Dave ... Anymore.

But then i do see glimpses of genuine love being shown on this day, and even though i'm a sad, lonely love cynic i'm a massive secret romantic at heart (please don't tell anyone). It's nice that there are things happening in the world on this one day of the year that are making people smile, and this can never be a bad thing .. Even if the only only ones smiling are the bosses of Hallmark.

*Some names have been changed for anonymity purposes ... Mainly so i don't get in trouble.

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