You know I like Valentine's Day... I do. But I just don't understand it. No, I'm not lonely. Yes I have a man and I already got some wine and chocolates and two cards and gonna get another gift later on this evening (and believe it or not I'm not being perverted when I said that... oh but I am gon get me some lovin, believe that shit lol). But I just don't think the calendar shouldn't regulate the amount of love you show to your special someone.
Like the other day he went and bought my kids Valentine cards and candy to pass out in class. He volunteered to walk my daughter to the bus stop, and then when I thanked him he said, "No, thank YOU. She was happy as hell." and he was smiling, but I really don't think he realized how much he was smiling lol. And on my son's birthday he offered to cook dinner and made my lil man's favorite, spaghetti. Awwww...
See but then last night he pissed me off lol. He made a remark I didn't like but I'm not gonna share the details because it was one of those things that a man says out of hurt pride and I'm not gonna discuss my man's emotional business like that. But anyways we argued, he left and got drunk, threw up at his boy's house while he was on the phone with me, then slept on his couch. Well that's just great buddy, thanks for letting me wake up on Valentine's Day by myself. Then I was like hold on, did I just say that? It's not a big deal Bella. It is but it isn't. Before he went to sleep he told me, "I don't wanna fight with you. I'm sorry, I love you to death. Happy Valentine's Day love. I'ma come home soon as I wake up, sleep good, I love you." And all I said was "Well I doubt that I'll sleep good, but thanks."
I'm such a stankin ass sometimes.
So I woke up, upset. Because my night didn't go the way I wanted it to. But shit happens. Yeah it's Valentine's Day and shit... but was it really a reason to get mad? Like let's say it was a regular old Friday night and that happened, I just would have said "Damn, okay baby. Feel better I'll talk to you in the morning." And he just did all those loving things for me earlier in the week, just because. So basically I was about to "ruin" my Valentine's Day for having an attitude because it was Valentine's Day. Does that make any sense? No.
So he called me when he woke up, we had some disagreements about some things that were said the night before and I started to get upset all over again so I kinda just shut down and took a deep breath on the phone. Then he said he will just talk to me when he gets home. After a couple minutes I sent him a text:
"when u come in, i dont wanna talk. i just want a hug. lets have a good day."
And he didn't reply so I was gettin a lil pissed off again but I just let him be.
So he walks in... with a box of chocolates, a bottle of red wine, and two cards. Punk ass. One of the cards was funny, it said:
"Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you."
"Oh yeah, now I remember. YOU put up with me."
And he wrote a little note at the bottom:
"crazy ass. we both crazy as hell! love you."
I love that fool.
But the other card really summed it all up for me:
"It's pretty simple, really, but so true... I love you."
"With all my heart. All the time."
All the time.