Hey peeps,
Every year around Valentine's day in whatever blog I am currently inhabiting, I do my spiel about how Valentine's day is based off of a deep rooted tradition about hearts and sleeves and suitors, but this year I wanted to do something different. I mean geez I'm sure y'all would eventually get bored if I chattered bout the same stuff year round.
I mean Valentine's day is loved by some, scorned hatefully by others. Yet still it persists, still people stress over it. It's a day where people give their hearts away.
I've never understood that phrase, 'I give my heart to you.' Why would you do that? Do you enjoy ripping out your most precious organ and handing it over to someone who probably now has a horrified look on their face? Yeah, yeah, it's supposed to be all metaphorical and stuff, but we could've chosen a better one. You can't give your heart away, nor can your heart belong to someone else (unless you're an organ donor), that beating mass of muscle within your chest is there to stay. Why do we insist on doing improbable things with it? If people believe that the heart is where this love emotion comes from, then we as a people should own up to our hearts. 'You made me fall in love with you,' is another phrase I don't get. I mean geez just put the blame on someone why don't you. I mean it'd be nicer to say, 'I chose you,' than to say, 'You made me do it.'
You know I really do enjoy Valentine's day. I liked it when I was single, I like it now that I'm not, I don't ever think my relationship status will deter me from not liking Valentine's day. I think I like it because it makes me think about my own relationships, not just my current mantoy or my ex, but all of my relationships with people I deeply love. I don't like to be bitter about my affections, so even though I was a ways away from my sweetie this year, I still woke up excited. I know some people who when greeted by even the mere sight of hearts on Valentine's day go into a rant about how the hate the holiday, and how it's pointless, and blah blah blah. It's only pointless if you make it so, and it only matters if you choose for it to. I mean there's no need to go on a rampage just because the sight of hearts makes you feel that much more alone. They're just hearts guys. So if you take away anything from this, remember, a heart is just a heart is just a heart.
