Valentine's Day.

I never really believed in Valentine's Day.
A day that is about love. One day. A holiday. One day out of the year. In my opinion, I find it ignorant. It's just an excuse for those people who don't acknowlegde their love for that one person in their life everyday; to try and go all out on this one day of the year. When their love should be shown and made know each and every single day. A little everyday, adds up to alot over time. Valentine's Day.
That day means nothing.

Implications:
So I got a phone call on the night of Valentine's Day. A boy, of course. I would say that I loved him, but I realized it was never love that I once used to feel for this guy. Anyway, he called me; "Happy Valentine's Day, Kayla." He said. Then he started playing his guitar and started singing. I cried. Because I couldn't help but keep thinking,"Am I the only girl he does this for? Or when he hangs up, is he going to go call some other girl. Say Happy Valentine's Day with her name in replace of my own, and then sing the exact same song to her as well?" It's sickens me that I think so negative, but it's the truth, and I know how he is; or how he once used to be. I asked him,"How many girls do you call, and just sing to?" He told me,"Actually, you're the only girl, that I've called in like...3 months, and sang to." Hard to believe, considering he as all these girls after him. He tells me he loves me, and me misses me. But I refuse to believe so. I want to believe what I hear, but I can't. I'm the type of person that has to see it, in order to believe it.

I always wanted love.
And Valentine's Day is just a simple reminder to me that it's something I don't have. So does that mean that because I don't have it, that it's something I don't need?

Because in my eyes, that's the way I see it.
Valentine's Day<|3

-KaylaKays Windham.