lov(e)
It would be a complete lie to say it’s not a little bit sad to not have that extra someone special on Valentine’s day.
Of course, I’d love to have dinner with someone tonight who I am as much into as he is into me. To proclaim our love for one another over a bottle of wine. To say, “my life is better with you in it” and really mean it.
And, I think it’s WAY easier for people who are in love to tell single girls like me that Valentine’s day can be about so much more than romantic, unconditional love. But it is hard to make reservations for my bosses and know that I most likely will go home to no one tonight. To get afternoon calls knowing that tonight my friends have plans.
So, of course, I am sad. I’m human, after all. There is no shame in sadness.
Yet, in the same token, I’m completely okay. I’d rather be single than in a relationship with someone who doesn’t make my life better, who doesn’t offer me unconditional love, who doesn’t excite me as much as he comforts me.
Things will come my way in their own time and so in the mean time, I love. Simply love.
