On this day, many people are celebrating the special bond of love.
Some spend wonderful evenings with their partners, some send letters to distant friends.
And in general, a sense of warmth is in the air.
But I, for many years, haven’t been lucky to feel this warmth. Because I never had anyone to spend time with. Someone to keep me company and understand my true self.
However, that will have to change soon.
I’ve tried and persisted in the following months. First by letting go of old grudges and moving on from the bitter past. Then by allowing myself to express some parts of true personality.
And now, by trying to find company again.
Because I deserve it, after everything I’ve gone through.
I can no longer go on without a dear special one, it’s slowly driving me crazy…
So I’ll finally say it, something I’ve bottled up from last year.
"My dear, if this were to ever find your way,
I want to say thank you.
For just being you.
For giving me the basic human sympathy I was deprived for years.
For being someone to say hi every now and then.
For slowly taking over my thoughts as time went on…
But of course, everything has to die at some point.
So, my dear… I’ll have to let you go.
I can’t keep holding on to a ship long sailed.
I’ve distanced myself back to square one, to keep looking for someone else.
I’m so sorry, but it’s something I can’t help but keep doing. These oleanders will continue to cling on, but I must keep going on my own.
…
Goodbye, my dear…"