THE VALS THAT WAS

Now two days after the valentines i've gain the courage to talk about the day that was and the times that should have been.to-date valentine is alot more harder than it ever was with all the colour and flashy adverts running on tv. i have always hated valentines day, even when i am in love it has always tortured me,i never felt the kind of love and togetherness that is described in all this abundant commercials.am constantly under my own pressure not to under perform in the eyes of the society, a society that knows not a thing about the bruises i have because of this emotion called love, a society that constantly mounts pressure on me to be a gentleman but sharpen my wits on the contrary. i have always hated the fact that i have to be all sweet and nice and a spendthrift just because the society demands.i have always hated the fact that even the closest to my heart expects me to be what the worlds wants me to be.I have always wished i would find the kind of love that is worth a night at villa rosa kempiski that goes for only 5.4 million. I have always wished that i would find someone who was in love with me as much as i was with them and that inability literary hurts my chest everytime am reminded of my lonesome condition but some part of me has refused to believe that i wanna give up on love and treat all the ladies with utmost tenderness and care. some part of me still yearns for the public display of affection, that carefree holding of hands in the streets and just sitting besides each other talking about nothing in particular, some part of me still believes that women should be treated like roses though most of them behave like cactus, those that the tighter you hold to the more you bleed. I have accepted that i cannot find the kind of love that i have always desired, that only which exists in my head because am too caring to allow anyone touch the most vulnerable parts of the heart of a lion that am supposed to be.but i know this sounds foolish, that a man could guard his heart, i know its sound feminine that you would stay off the path of love for the fear of love but then again My advice to those who are guarded and afraid of being hurt like I am - Be braver than I proved to be and let love in! Your heart will certainly ache if you never submit to being loved; So, take the chance that you might get hurt, and improve your odds of finding the love that completes your life. When you do....I believe you will.... find your perfect partner- love without restraint, and love in extra measures in honor of those who will never know your joy. valentine is rubbish but dont forget to show someone some love before you think of such nonsense.