In all honesty, I do not need that sweep-you-off-your-feet kind of Valentines or all of that exchanging of gifts and stuff. But truth is, when you have someone special to celebrate it with, you still hope for something extraordinary to happen and it does not even have to be something grand or expensive. Even a simple thought, a complete one, something that you did not only because it’s Valentines (and you have to be all mushy/sweet or my boyfriend, for that matter) but something that genuinely came from your heart or even have sincerity in it.

I do not know how to make it more obvious but it really disappoints me. I may be jealous of other people for the most part but something, a part in me, I know for sure is hurting not because I am jealous but because I know for a fact that you have all of the time and resources you need to make something special out of something but still did not even bother to do it just because you know I’ll understand. I guess that saying “as long as you’re happy, i’m happy” is just too overrated. And no for the first time, I’ll be honest, I am not happy.

There goes my Valentines. Like it has always been, I’m going to spend it alone.