Elucidating Questions

It’s Valentine’s again

People who have someone parade it out for everyone to see

Look at me I’m in love

They should be allowed to be happy

I just feel a day that only celebrates two kinds of love is missing the mark

There are so many kinds of love

And as someone who has lived a life without any real romantic or sexual love it’s just a bitter reminder that I’ve been left out of something I was told my entire life was my destiny.

Why don’t we celebrate gentle love, and platonic love, and that love that comes from best friendship, celebrate the love between a human and an animal, the love of ourselves, hell, celebrate unrequited love and give a hoot and a yell for every time you handed your heart to someone else only to have them crush it beneath their boot

Valentine’s is all red.

All passion. All truly madly deeply. All between one lover and another.

Very intimate

I believe love should be shared, but people, so many people, believe that love comes in one colour

No one talks about that tiny blue flame that stays a lit years later burning hotter than any fire

Or the way it burns sometimes

My Valentine is someone else’s Valentine

Every year. Ever after.