Valentines Day Poem by BreOnna Schneck

Here it is, yet again.
Just like the year before, and the one before that.
Everything is the same.
Valentines Day, the fourteenth of February.

Everywhere I look, there are couples.
My closest friends receive gifts.
I am left with nothing.

One gets a card, simple but meaningful.
My other friend receives a small package from a secret admirer.
Yet another friend wears a sparkling necklace that her boyfriend gave her.
I watch them and other couples, my heart heavy with longing.

I long for a pair of strong arms to hug me,
Someone to leave me gifts,
Someone to talk to or hang out with.
I long for someone to love me.

As I pass other couples in the hallway,
I keep my eyes on the floor so no one can see the tears of sorrow that stain my cheeks.
Red, white, and pink decorations litter the hall.

Smiling valentines stare down at me in a pitying way.
'Alone again? Don't give up.' they seem to say.
Hastily, I turn away and continue walking.
No matter where I go, those smiles follow.

Why am I so lonely?
Why am I the only person left without anyone on Valentines Day?
What have I done to separate myself from others?
Can it be mended?

Questions fill my head as the day goes on.
I don't cuss, like many.
I don't drink or do drugs.
I don't harass or abuse anyone or their belongings.

What do they see?
A freak?
A nerd?
An innocence that shouldn't be ruined?

I may never know.
For now, let Valentines Day come and go.
It doesn't mean anything for me.
I have been single for many years, and it seems a single I shall remain.