“I love you.” she whispered as her lips trembled with hesitation and fear. “I loved you since the moment we met and I still do.” Her lips pressed together into a thin line as she paused.
“I know you loved me too. Once. But now.” She hesitated again, but just for a second “Now, all I’m left with are your poisonous words, lies and punches.”
Buckle up people, this post is gonna be one long-ass read, infused with love, valentines and everything nice, or not so nice.
So yeah I decided that my post Valentine’s Day has to be something special and I accidentally found a perfect topic for it, apart from the obvious love talk.
Let’s start with Valentine’s Day, as this is “a day after Valentine’s” post.
“Valentine’s Day, also known as Saint Valentine’s Day or the Feast of Saint Valentine, is a celebration observed on February 14 each year. It is celebrated in many countries around the world, although it is not a public holiday in most of them.
St. Valentine’s Day began as a liturgical celebration of one or more early Christian saints named Valentinus. Several martyrdom stories were invented for the various Valentines that belonged to February 14, and added to later martyrologies. A popular hagiographical account of Saint Valentine of Rome states that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians, who were persecuted under the Roman Empire. According to legend, during his imprisonment, he healed the daughter of his jailer, Asterius. An embellishment to this story states that before his execution he wrote her a letter signed “Your Valentine” as a farewell. Saint Valentine’s Day is an official feast day in the Anglican Communion, as well as in the Lutheran Church. Some part, but not all of the Eastern Orthodox Church also celebrates Saint Valentine’s Day, albeit on July 6 and July 30, the former date in honor of the Roman presbyter Saint Valentine, and the latter date in honor of Hieromartyr Valentine, the Bishop of Interamna (modern Terni). In Greek Orthodox Church and other Churches of the Ecumenical Patriarchate, no Saint Valentine exists, nor venerated.
The day was first associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished. In 18th-century England, it evolved into an occasion in which lovers expressed their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionery, and sending greeting cards (known as “valentines”). In Europe, Saint Valentine’s Keys are given to lovers “as a romantic symbol and an invitation to unlock the giver’s heart”, as well as to children, in order to ward off epilepsy (called Saint Valentine’s Malady).
Valentine’s Day symbols that are used today include the heart-shaped outline, doves, and the figure of the winged Cupid. Since the 19th century, handwritten valentines have given way to mass-produced greeting cards.”
Source: Valentine’s Day – https://en.wikipedia.org
Personally Valentine’s day for me is just like any other day. I never celebrated it, I never put much thought into it. It just seemed foolish to have a day when you specifically express your love towards someone. I mean if you really care for them, you’ll show them that you love the EVERY SINGLE DAY. So there’s really no need to make a big deal out of a Valentine’s day.
Honestly I don’t see why females pressure their boyfriends and husbands about buying them stuff and taking them to whatever. I mean yeah, it’s nice, but it can also be done on any other day. It would be much more of a surprise and therefore a lot more rewarding. I never celebrated Valentine’s Day when I had a boyfriend and I never expected him to buy me anything, unless he wanted to, of course.
There’s also an annoying thing about Valentine’s Day when people decide to moan and complain about how hard it is to be single and how they want to be with someone special on that day. Like you love your family and friends, so why not just be with them? Why complain about something you don’t have and expect it to magically change just because there is a day for love. It would be way too predictable to confess to someone on Valentine’s. Not to mention it would seem forced and fake.
Seriously. It might seem like a good idea, but don’t confess to anyone on Valentine’s unless you can make it really convincing, otherwise no one will take you seriously. And you might earn yourself an accidental rejection.
Now that I’m already so far down the love part. Let me tell you what love is. Love is a legal obsession an addiction to another person that mostly has no bad side effects. Uhm yeah, love effects your brain the same way heroine does, or any other drug (read more). So once you’re addicted, you’ll find it really hard to let go. Unless you stop loving someone.
And that’s how I lead you right to my next point. Abusive relationships. Yes I went there. So abusive relationships, break ups and complaining about how much love hurts all come down to one thing. A lack of love and NOT love. Abusive relationships happen when one side of a relationship falls out of love and start to mistake love for whatever emotion they can grab on (lust, hate, obsession, etc). While another partner is still sincerely in love with them.
Why can’t the abused partner get out and leave the abuser? Well it’s because their brains are still “stoned” so they can’t see the problem. And when they do realize that there’s a problem, it’s usually too late.
As for the complaining about love, if you haven’t picked on where I’m going here. I’ll tell you, loud and clear. Love does not hurt. The lack of love does, the feeling of betrayal hurts, cheating hurts. All of that is because your partner does not love you.
It’s really that simple.
When you’re in love, you’re more stoned than a pothead, so yeah… Try to cure your addiction when other people tell you that it’s bad for you, or when… You know, it hurts you in a not pleasant way.