To the Valentine’s without Valentine’s

The days that never go right

The best gift of the day the dusting proceeding the slow thaw

So short lived, so beautiful, my beautiful white Valentine

Much quicker and easier without the hit

I’ll take it I took it

Is there some one out on this god forsaken rock who can understand me?

Who can understand that

It’s just one stupid day where people for some reason get one day to somehow make the rest of the shitty year go away and trick their other into staying another year

Is translation for

I’ve never been surprised on Valentine’s Day

I don’t have a Valentine

I’ve never been there done that

None of it

Someone who can read a cynic and see how disappointed I am

Is this not how a dog lives?

Inside perpetually doing nothing

Outside sometimes

Still doing mostly nothing

It’s all nothing really

It’s so much easier to see it as nothing

Than face what I’m missing

And what I’m leaving behind

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