I hate Valentine's Day. I always have. Even when we were together. Ugh, I don't want to be like this anymore. There are so many thing I want to say to you, but I can't. I miss you so much. It isn't fair that I have to stay here and waste away, while I could be doing something I want to be doing like spending just even an hour lying in bed with you. I hate when you tell me to find some other boy to lie down with, to feel comfortable with, because I don't want to. I don't want anyone else. So stop trying to force me.

Ohh, it's just one of those days.