I guess people who know me well might be expecting me to write about being lonely and respectful of people who are alone today, but those who know me even better than that realize that I’m also a hopeless romantic.
All too often, I’ve heard sentences that begin with something along the lines of “you’re only alone because…”
proof positive that in the hands of amateurs, my jokes are dangerous.
When I come home, it's to an empty house, a lonely room, a dark space that is cold on the hottest days.
If you find that special someone, hold on tightly. Take the time to show them (which includes but is not limited to telling them) just how lucky you feel to have them in your life. If you don't, well...you don't want to end up like me, old and blogging about past failures on the eve of Valentine's Day.
that there are many of us who are without a significant other. Valentine's day has been a humiliating annual reminder to me that, again, I do not have that special someone with whom to spend the holiday.