Well, shit

I said I didn't care about Valentine's Day. I seriously believed I didn't give a fart about any of it. I practically spit on the holiday, flipping my hand at the mere thought that anyone needed to do anything for me. Showing their love and admiration with a small token of their affection. I nearly ordered my beloved to not go out of his way, to spend one iota of energy or time finding just the right symbol of his love. I am a modern woman, secure in her relationship, don't you know.

I didn't need flowers on my desk. I didn't require savory chocolates. I didn't want a present.

I was wrong.

:(

Dammit.