three roses

you never really appreciate Valentine's Day until you realize it gives her just the right confidence to tell you something you not so obviously want to tell her. the holiday creates just the right atmosphere for just that right amount of confidence.

not too whoa-y, not too im-shy-y. just right.
and though i still think it's the worst day of the year to be passionate for an other, it now looks better a holiday than how i looked at it a year ago.

there are those of us who disregard Valentine's, myself included. but we never really disregard those attempts, those oh-my-god-i-can-say-this-today-no-day-else moments.

simply 'cause we don't deserve to disregard them.
and also 'cause we are healthily guilty of attempting, of being in those moments.

yes, love ain't for sale. but maybe it can be for rent. [sorry, i just want to include that rent the musical line]
and just maybe, it's still a lot lot lot better cherished with an other.

we stay happy, the hotels stay full, the flowers stay purchased, the chocolates stay sold.
and always with the thought that the happy part, the hotels part, the flowers part, the chocolates part, they never really stay.

much like the words we just said, the promises we brag about, the persons we attempt to display.

and so the roses don't stay. but knowing there were three
really really helps

lisnin to lotsa typing in this pc lab at ctc
sortof readin political sophistication
feelin kinda healthy