I know this day is meant to be a happy day, a day to celebrate your love, but I find that more often it is a day for misery, a day to remember what you don't have. I can count on 2 fingers the great valentines day's I've had, and this year isn't one of them. This year I can only remember last year when Jon was tripping over himself to pamper me, when everythig was roses with us.
Why does this hurt so much? I didn't care that Glenn's family didn't like me, they were just people in the background. Why is this such a big deal? Because, they hate me and while they do Jon will never marry me. And I know it. Which makes me wonder why I keep trying so hard. Is it really going to matter????
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posted by Legna @ 4:30 PM