Valentine’s Day may be in the past now, but the memories from the day last. For some people, it was a great day spent with a person you really care about. For others, though, it may have been a day of disappointment. This poem is for all the girls, like me, who don’t have memories of flowers and a date.
I didn’t get flowers today
No dinner, no movie
No card.
No fanfare, no text
No token of love
From a guy.
But my day was too busy to sit and wonder why.
Why it hasn’t happened yet
That I haven’t found “the one.”
But now the day is through
And this thought comes to mind:
What did he do today-
My eventual guy?
Did he celebrate this day of love
With a girl?
Does he think she’s “the one?”
Does he think his search is through?
That there’s nothing left to do
But ride into the sunset
With this girl by his side?
Maybe no idea I exist-
How strange if he’d be reading this!
What events will take place
For me to take her place?
Or what if he’s spent today
Busy
Without a girl.
No cards
No flowers sent.
Wondering this very same thing-
What his eventual girl is doing
How she spent her day.
Isn’t life crazy-
How we can only see so far ahead.
Like driving through fog
Feeling our way along the bend.
Suddenly-
Or so I’ve been told
The fog clears
And you see
You both see
What was waiting
Behind that fog.
I didn’t get flowers today
But I’m one February 14th closer
He’s one February 14th closer
To the clearing in the fog.
