Oh, yeah...it's Valentines Day, again. I've never been a big fan of V Day. I know what you're thinking, "Oh, that's because you ain't got no sweetie." Not true. No, I mean it's true that I ain't got myself a sweetie, however, that's not the reason why I don't celebrate V Day.
Why should I limit my hugs and kisses to just one day a year? That seems an awfully silly thing to do when you love someone. Doesn't it? I mean, really, shouldn't you be showering your love on your lover on a daily basis? I'm thinking just once a year...not good.
If I had a lover, a sweetie, I'd tell him every day that I loved him, not just on V Day. Each day I'd wake up with a smile knowing that my sweetie would at some point contact me during the day. Whether it be through email, a quick phone call or even a text. I'd go through my day at work with a certain knowing that he's out there holding his phone, pencil, steering wheel...touching an inanimate object...knowing that at some point that object he's touching would eventually be me. And when we were finally face to face, across the room, a crowded room, that given the proximity...my smile would reach him, my eyes would meet his and then he'd be quite aware of how I feel, and not just on V Day, but every day.
Sharing a book, discussing an event, lying next to each other on a hammock, enoying the breeze, feeling water flow around us, appreciating the beauty of our world, walking together sometimes hand in hand sometimes not, a hug hello, a hug goodbye, a brush of skin against skin...all these small events of everyday...mean more to me than a present on V Day. So, possibly I'm a bigger romantic than you...and I don't even celebrate Valentines Day.
Why should I limit my hugs and kisses to just one day a year? That seems an awfully silly thing to do when you love someone. Doesn't it? I mean, really, shouldn't you be showering your love on your lover on a daily basis? I'm thinking just once a year...not good.
If I had a lover, a sweetie, I'd tell him every day that I loved him, not just on V Day. Each day I'd wake up with a smile knowing that my sweetie would at some point contact me during the day. Whether it be through email, a quick phone call or even a text. I'd go through my day at work with a certain knowing that he's out there holding his phone, pencil, steering wheel...touching an inanimate object...knowing that at some point that object he's touching would eventually be me. And when we were finally face to face, across the room, a crowded room, that given the proximity...my smile would reach him, my eyes would meet his and then he'd be quite aware of how I feel, and not just on V Day, but every day.
Sharing a book, discussing an event, lying next to each other on a hammock, enoying the breeze, feeling water flow around us, appreciating the beauty of our world, walking together sometimes hand in hand sometimes not, a hug hello, a hug goodbye, a brush of skin against skin...all these small events of everyday...mean more to me than a present on V Day. So, possibly I'm a bigger romantic than you...and I don't even celebrate Valentines Day.
