It’s almost February 14.
And I told myself a million times I don’t care. I really don’t care anymore.
But deep inside I still do. And while I am processing flower orders and harana reservations, I can’t help but wish at the back of my mind that I’d get a flower. Or get serenaded. It doesn’t have to be anyone special (especially now that I think there’s no one again), but …just anyone. That someone would remember me and think that despite the commercialization of the holiday, a girl still appreciates receiving things like this on the fourteenth of February.
This is one of the times I wish I wasn’t so sentimental. *sigh*
My heart is wishing, but my mind is telling it to shut up and not expect anything.
February 14th, 2008 at 12:32 pm
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