Roses are dead and you're feeling blue Today the only chance for one to love you? Irony that love is celebrated annually As if following a mundane manual, really? Wildly acclaimed by greeting cards The singles among us left in shards. The 14th is plain and just a day Of which there's 12 of, okay... No other month does it hold slightest significance But the stores and sappy movies pester persistence Even with a love, it pains me how much value I place On things received, measuring the worth of love's chase How do these 24 hours supersede the day you met Or the most passionate kiss that you'll never forget? We join the masses with a quaint reservation Leaving our wallet in great devastation. But that will not suffice to portray your love Forgetting the flowers will betray your love It doesn't stop there, focus is on gifts Regardless of your emotional rifts But will we ever learn as a society? Enough pressure to instill anxiety. Enjoy your chocolates received from your crush Don't wake up one day and claim it's not enough. Because if it isn't now, it'll never be You are in control of your happy. Goodbye Valentine's, I'm leaving you here Well, at least for another year. I'm not bitter about this holiday because I'm not currently in love. I possess the same level of bitterness as 90% dark chocolate simply because I think this holiday has transformed into another money-starved holidays to dazzle another with things bought instead of things said-- or better yet, actions to parallel things said. I think every day we should take a little time to celebrate love: the genuine, earth-shaking, soul-quaking, head-rattling kind of thing that makes you stop to catch your breath. The couples that are celebrating 55 years together or the ones that go on evening strolls after dinner. We should take notice to the couples that have really made it through sickness and in health, poorness and in wealth, and are proud of the scars they have to prove it.
I found this quote from a great writer that captured this holiday beautifully: As Haley Hamilton wrote in “What I’ve Learned About Love From Bartending,” “On Valentine’s Day, people who would never normally go out to dinner — i.e., people who hate going out — feel obligated to parade their couple-ness around for everyone to see. It’s not happy couples who are secure in their relationship and have nothing to prove that get all dressed up in the middle of February for a quasi-fancy meal to demonstrate just how in love they are. It’s the ones who are barely hanging on — or worse, the ones pretending everything is great when absolutely nothing is.” I know there's millions that feel the same way, so I needed to release my Valentine's feelings onto the world wide web as a statement. Not that I expect Hallmark to "tone it down" or ghiradelli to slow production (that would be a travesty) but I just think we should appreciate ALL the people we love and not fall victim to the commercialism.
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Lee
3/1/2018 08:48:59 pm
*heart emoji* Love this.
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