Dear Valentine,
In a Youtube video I watched at a Delta event this week, this guy said that the girls who shut guys down because they think of them as friends or brothers are idiots because the person you spend the rest of your life with should be like your best friend or your brother. From the moment I heard that, I haven't been able to keep you out of my head all over again. You once told my friend that if a girl liked you, you'd want her to just come out and say it. So how come last night I could massage you and use you as my pillow, but every time I thought about saying something to you I clammed up and just rubbed my left ear on your body, trying to get closer to you? Why when I had dinner with you today did I avoid even mentioning the fact that it was Valentine's Day? I'm always so quick to tell other people that you can never know the results of something until you try it, so why can't I just try starting something with you and see what happens? Why can't I be enough of an adult to know that a heart's possibly unreturned flutterings aren't enough to kill a friendship? Why am I content to have a piece of you, afraid to try for the whole thing for fear of losing it all?
Chocolate and flowers and rampant commercialism aside, Happy Single's Awareness Day, my lovely Valentine.
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