it’s pretty strange why everyone celebrates valentine’s day
when st. valentine was not just the saint of love and marriage,
but also of plagues and epilepsy credits wikipedia I mean,
the only real event that had happened on the 14th of february
was a massacre, I suppose and haha, the women’s memorial march-
essentially it’s but a hallmark tm holiday to sell gifts and flowers
and things that would never last the test of time, as many loves pledged
but each year on this day I have my cake and eat it too; sometimes
I think that everything will turn out boring without much surprise,
that eventually I would probably run into someone who would think
the same and that a small bump could lead to a spark like a dying flame
in the cold night as the shivering huddle for warmth but sometimes
on this day I try not to think of the future which approaches me
as quickly as the candles on the cake go out and the songs stop
and all the presents are unwrapped and stashed away happy valentine’s day
and happy birthday to me