I’ve never been fond of the holiday; the artificial world created by greedy corporations…
An excuse to pack affection into a single day instead of making it common practice.
The perplexing emphasis on couples and the isolation of family, friends, or those walking different life paths.
I sound like a bitter woman, rejected and alone during the so-called zenith of romance. But perhaps my disdain comes from the fact I have known the depths of the truest loves. The hours of sobs my family endured from multiple time zones (no matter how trivial the reason). The friends who helped move and paint an entire house in a weekend. The man who flew half-way across the world for only one night, just because he missed me.
Quite possibly, it’s not the day I loath, but the incalculable loneliness it imbues. Accentuating the perceptible absence of my most cherished loves, leaving me abandoned in specious thoughts.
Valentines will always haunt me with it’s lachrymose tune…because even if I am not alone, it awakens memories of all of you.
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