Valentine's Day

I believe I "celebrate" this so called holiday more times in a year than most people. It's called being my usual self on a normal day. But when the actual day came, I came up short. I was low on resources, and full of excuses, so there wasn't anything planned except for the mutual agreement that we would go on a date on Monday.

Oh how I should've known that that wouldn't be enough.

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love, and be loved in return." But it gets confusing when you hear that "Sometimes, love just ain't enough."

There's gotta be chocolates too, maybe some flowers, a card, and a couple of surprises here and there. Other gifts wouldn't hurt, maybe some jewelry, possibly lingerie, but shoes and bags would probably be safer bets.

But definitely something on Valentines Day.

Because I couldn't stand seeing everyone else getting something, while you look expectantly at me, secretly hoping for something as well.

Because a part of me hates the fact that I didn't do better.

Because a part of you feels a little disappointed.

Because that's just the way the cookie crumbles.