The Dreadful Day

So, as we all know Valentine’s Day is coming soon. I must admit I personally hate that particular day. The reason of my distaste isn’t because the commercialism takes away from the true meaning of St. Valentine’s Day, but the truth is I’ve never had a Valentines. I never had a card given to me, no box of chocolates no teddy bear, not even a call that say Happy V. Day. So as this dreaded day approaches, I must help all my friends decide what they’re given the men in their lives and try to guess with them on what they are most likely to receive. Meanwhile, I’ll be cursing silently, because I know that I won’t be getting anything. I know the importance to Valentine’s Day is to show every person you care for that you care for them. Yes, I know that I am blessed to have a wonderful family who loves me and cares for me. I also know my family would give me the world if I ask. I still want a male non family member to show me some respect. One day it will happen I feel it I know it but until that day comes, every February 14, I’ll remain alone and hate Valentine’s Day.