It was a cold day in February, colder than any other.
Every year, plagued with the same bitter feeling.
This day is well known as the day of love and passion.
For me, this dreadful day brought nothing but hurt and pain.
I thought of myself as caring, loving, and generous
Yet I spent every year feeling sad, alone and fucked up.
Friends would disappear to share with their significant others.
I would vanish, out of sight, isolating myself from the world.
Why spoil their day of the lovers with my mope and pouting?
This is most definately an article that I can get with. I have been there, so I can really identify with this one. It was a very sad and lonely thing to experience holidays like Valentine's Day and Christmas alone. Love the emotion in this. Keep it up. Kimon =]
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