Valentines Day from the Point of View of the Author

A day for flowers,

For chocolate,

For hearts,

Whether whole or broken,

A day to celebrate love.

Bitter:

"It's just a ploy!
Capitalism, big corporations

Earning billions by fooling sappy individuals,

With advertisements promising love,

Happiness,

Sex,

Somebody, anybody.

I do not celebrate this nasty holiday,

I am so much better than the rest."

Desperate:

"I am so lonely,

I have broken up from my ex months ago - he was terrible,

But at least I used to get flowers from him - if he remembered,

Unlike now I am all alone,

On this day, I just want to go out drinking,
Get wasted, maybe end up in bed with some guy from the bar,
And regret my actions maybe tomorrow."

In Love/The Couple:
"I haven't really reserved a table at 'insert restaurant here'"
He said,
"It's okay, at least you've given me flowers, chocolate and I have you."
She said,
And this is the part where they go so sappy,
That it makes the Bitter throw up,
And the Desperate cry.

Me:
"There is nothing so special,
About this day; I was with a friend,
My love was unable to make it, but it's okay,
He let me know he loved me, even if he was away.
I don't know if I should be sad, or angry,
I told my friend, as we sat there watching everyone.
I do not get flowers,
Or chocolate,
But I know I'm well-loved,
Even if it's not Valentines Day.
It's just sad for me to think, today,
I was with another, with whom I celebrated,
This holiday, so long ago."