They said time is supposed to heal all wounds, but not mine. You were still new and the memories of celebrating your arrival are still fresh. I was told to let you go. I was told you would hurt me, yet all I wanted was to bond with you. To flaunt our union, to dance on the streets with you. How am I supposed to live without you? Where do I start from? It has been two hours and thirty minutes that you have been gone and I am still fighting down the tears threatening to mess up my makeup. Watching you shattered, forlorn and alone was my worst nightmare. This void can never be filled by any like you. We were perfect together and nothing could have prepared me for this loss. I loved you above all others. My heart is indeed broken. Nobody can patch the broken seams. Damn it! I don’t want you patched. I want you whole again but it is too late and yes, albeit so soon, I have to move on.

With the recession pulling the pants off people, i sincerely feel that nobody deserves the additional pressure that goes with this season. A real lover makes every day Valentine’s Day which is why i find it hard to accept the concept of driving me insane for 364 days only to buy a gigantic gift on a particular day in the name of Valentines day. Love or like should be celebrated every day and nobody should put a price on love. However, if you feel that your love deserves a p rice tag and your better half should be crucified for not conforming to the trend or meeting up with your expectations of Valentine’s Day, then you have a long way to go. Just remember that the treasures and luxuries of life can never be compared to a smile ignited by true love.