VDay- Random Ramble

I first want to start off by saying Happy Valentine's Day to everyone out there sharing today with a special someone in their lives. When you truly find someone that cares enough about you to dedicate a whole day to your existence, hang on to them. :)

So I've walked across campus through a crowd of flowers, cards, and teddy bears; A group of girls standing in a crowd gawking at their much prettier friend's v-day gifts from her significant other. Some staring with true joy, while others stare with I wish that was me smiles on their face.

I'm definitely not the person to "hate" on someone who has a new found relationship, or some who have a pretty established one. I do find it awkward though that on any other Monday this year (thus far) I'm not surrounded by flowers and candy and cards. We all say it's the thought that counts right... So why is it that someone has to make up aware of when to show our partner that we care and are enjoying the fact that they are in our lives... Seems a bit lop sided to me.

Now I don't have a valentine. Don't feel sorry for me because I tell the person I love everyday how I feel. And I know it is reciprocated. I did get a nice package today though... from an old friend. It was a nice gesture, and I appreciated it more because it is a person who so far has been consistent. I appreciate that all the more.  So Thank You for that. :)

So lastly, for all those love birds out there... Please play it safe today. Be responsible and be careful. I'm sure no on is ready for little chickatees any time soon. So have fun... but not too much fun. lol

HAPPY VDAY!! <3

Maybe One Day...

All the things I'd like to say, though I may never see that day, are forced to live in my mind.
If I could have a second of your time you'd see, you could be a better man, if you'd help me understand.

Why the promises you didn't plan to keep, why wipe my tears when I weep?
Why hold me at night if you didn't plan to stay, why rock my world if you knew I liked it that way?
Why hold my hand when you knew I was scared, why say you would protect me and that you cared?
Why say you'd have my back if I ever felt alone, why not cover my mouth when I told you my unknowns?
Why kiss me on my lips, and under the stars? Why lock up my heart behind your lie filled bars?
Why touch me as if you wanted to feel, why force me to forget all I knew that was real?
Why kiss my hands or look into my eyes? You were a bad person in an angels disguise.

Maybe one day I'll find out why...