On Valentine's Day
When I woke up this morning it was my intention to write a long rant about Valentine's Day. How it's overtly commercialized, how we shouldn't focus on one day a year to show someone that we love them, that we should show that we live them every day. More importantly, I was going to rant on and on about how this year I've been more sensitive to this day than any other time in my life. Having tasted the fruits of love and now being denied them for the first time in three years.

The truth is that I really don't have anything negative to say about Valentine's Day this year. Yeah, it's shitty that I don't have anyone to share it with, but that's how life is. I'm positive that there's going to be years where this year will be full of tears and misery just as I'm just that there'll be years of sweat and latex. This week I managed to get my shit together in terms of my past relationships and I feel that I'm ten times better for it. Hell, I got the best Valentine's Day gift ever today, although I doubt that she'll knows it. Today I've taken the time to cerrish all the great things that those significant have given me through their love. As long as I have the little pieces of what I once had, I'll know love, and I'll have a part of them that I'll never have to give back. My love will never stop.

So happy Valentine's Day everyone. It may not be the best day of the year, but at least it's not your last.