My parents have always made me feel extremely loved from the little gifts they would give me to the big ones, which never mattered really. My mom was the one that really made my Valentines Day great. She didn’t limit herself to this one day, she would send me poems at any time telling me how much she loved me, and I would send her back the same. Such a sweet love we had. Along with those everyday things, when this day of love came around she would give me a rose. The last thing she had given me was a mug saying “Be My Valentine”. After that it was just little gestures of love of love; which up to know I really appreciate.
Every since then a part of me has always wanted someone, who wasn’t in my family to ask me to be their valentine. It did happen once when I was in school, and even though I was extremely grateful for the rose that I had received, it sort of hurt that the rose didn’t come from the person I thought it was from. Instead it had come from someone I considered my sister. After that little incident I gave up on the thought of ever getting a rose from a someone special in my life. Even thought I still wish sometimes someone would ask me to Be There Valentine
I thought for sure it would have happened this year, but my love life is just full of disappointments. Maybe next year, or even any other day, since a romantic gesture is all I really NEED! For someone or that one person to come and sweep me off my feet and whisper those few words “Be Mine”