Valentine’s Day Randomness

As Valentine Eve crept slowly upon me, I was faced with a few relationship revelations that I just couldn’t keep to myself. Now, to be bluntly honest with you, I have NEVER in my years on this earth had a Valentine, and the last time someone called me their girlfriend we had a cool white president who rocked a saxophone. So, all of this is coming from a slightly pessimistic place, yet realistic in its void of fantasy. Humor me, will ya?

This Valentine’s Day I got up this morning and I asked God if He would be my Valentine. He accepted. I felt empowered. I know that everything that follows this is going to sound like a session at a Lonely R’ Us Anonymous meeting, but it is very real to me this morning.

I am a loving person. I love to hug, I love to laugh, I love to cater to, and I love to make people feel loved. That is who I am. I didn’t come from that and so I crave it. I believe that you have to become what it is that you want and one day, maybe, you will get back what it is that you give. I like hard, I love hard, and I hurt twice as bad, but something inside me keeps praying that one day, just one day…..some guy is going to see what it is that I do and allow me to be me. I won’t have to explain myself, I won’t be put on the back burner, I won’t be interrupted, I won’t be told to pump my breaks when all I was doing was showing attention…. I will get to love just the way I want to show love.

All jokes aside, I can tell when a guy doesn’t think that he is worthy of the love and attention that he is getting.