hey, its okay to be corny

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Some mock me and my keen interest in Valentines day, many believe its is merely an economic scheme created by hallmark to make top sales, as we all know most are suckers for finding an excuse to celebrate romance. When if we allowed we could draw from love always, but hey I will admit Valentines gives me the excuse to go totally overboard in romance, and if we were all running around with rose petals at our feet and heart shaped auras floating round our heads things could be crazy. I imagine for a while there would be gazes of love, then lust, then sex, then full circle. Somewhere at embraces end there would be heated passion turn argument turn full circle again, not having the moment to appreciate, so hey I don’t mind that, I don’t mind Valentines either. Call me corny, call me queer, call me love struck, or as my mom likes to call me cupid for a while. I guarantee you on the 14^th of Feb. I always find a way to be romantic otherwise I have a bad habit of always being romantic whilst I         FUCK UP.

  

Today is the first day in 8/9 years I have no one to spoil no one to love, until I decided hey why not be my own Valentine… and so it is. I bought myself some chocolates and wrote myself a poem, all but laid me down in passion (but maybe later?)

Point is I don’t mind, it’s February 14 2010 and I can be my valentine. Could be bordering on sill as I do not feel lonely, I sit calmly as one and hear me whisper in my ear I see you my love as you see me