Valentines day cards make my heart hurt.

Today I went Valentines day card shopping with two of my friends, both of whom have boyfriends.

I joked with the shop lady about how I was the lonely one, following them as they chose.

We both laughed.

I tried not to let it bother me.

But Valentines day does get to me.

Really, all it does is remind people of how lonely they are.

To her it was.

Sleepless nights,

and crumpled paper.

Meaningless thoughts,

and meaningful poems.

Unheard sobs,

and unseen tears.

Songs on repeat,

and deafening silence.

To them,

it was nothing.