Valentine’s Day
I always keep in mind that valentine's day is the most boring day to celebrate with throughout the year; compare to other 364 days. Just to see another gifts that is valentine's day-inspired theme going on on a local stores, or another throw out together program on TV
and voila!...
You got your romantic-comedy-sitcom that is supposedly to give some camp/funny situations about love or some information/signs about on how love will make your heart goes pitter-patter before you know or before it'll caught you off guard (again!)..
But in the end they'll only give you bitter taste on the tip of your tounge like some expired chocolates bar that got some promotion sitting in front of cashier's machine with a big bow ribbon. What a waste!
Because deep down with time and ease we'll finally got to know that the definition of Valentine's day are these:
Just another day to see your money flew out like a cupid's arrow;
Just another way to make some spark that easily die to come alive again;
Just another day to forcing pack of wolfs come out of their woodwork;
Just another day to pushing molusc come out of their shells;
Just another excuse to kick an old car because try to fixing it in any other way it's just not gonna work;
Just another way to put an old flame on a blast which is just another shortcut to raising a hell.
Because the visions that I told you about valentine's day, you said you'll be amazed at my work one day if I once was a Halloween-Valentine's day movie/series cross inspired director. And voila.. just close your eyes and open them when I counted up 3 to 1. Suddenly you'll understand why they call me a heartbreaker as if Halloween and Valentine day have a child, yes that would be me. And after that what you gonna do?, you'll politely asked me.. what's after this? I said just watch and enjoy the best show you'll ever had. Suddenly I become the TV star deluxe on a bunch old timey setting movies with many genres you used to love binged watch to! But these days you switching me up to another genre as if now you don't really like the coming of age scenes, you turn my volumes down like when there's a scene when a lover finally seeking revenge on their exes by kissing themselves in a mirror, you shut me down like you shut your tv off when the main characters get what they deserve on the end, you switching me easily with somebody else one day like you switching these TV channels off, and I know you'll replace me easily as if I'm not one of a kind anymore.
But in the end of story I'll be so understanding about your actions rather than anything in the world love to tell sweet lies about you, try to cover you up like some chocolate delight.
I truly understand when you try to paint me to somebody far from me whether angelic or an devilish
I truly understand when you switching me off to somebody when I finally know how to switched self-hatred to self-love towards my self.
But the first thing you'll understand about me that I'll be aware of are this:
Yes, I painted you to be somebody else that isn't you too, but the most liberating moments are when the paint goes off easily from my life as if my intuition know in the first place that this love isn't strong enough so I paint you with cheap paint instead.
But thus bittersweet moment, the way you fall from my life will never make me wanting to be somebody else.
The way you happy with somebody else instead only make my self love foundation owning itself up and stick with me through thick and thin knowing I don't need any guarantees on how the world tell me their true version of happy ending as if the world didn't change their mind often.
And other the next things you'll understand about me are not really matter to me anymore as if I already so vibrant and colorful as myself to be recognized by some eyes that only see what they wanted to see, as if I already movin' on up to a calmer water, as if understanding you'll only soak up my energy to build you up like somebody you're not in the conclusion that only make me abandoned the potentials and these diamonds on the rough that God put inside my body, my soul.
So I'll be movin up to the idea of inventing myself each day and every day for the rest of my life as if already close the void that the world tell me to always open them up; so here it is these days I only reiventing what Valentine's days should be sounds like: you and your dreams life should never parallel times apart!
The end.
