My love is there to, and it is painful but blissful. To feel love, and to feel pain is what Valentine s Day is all about. I look at the bright happy faces, and I think of my loved one. I wonder if she received the dozen red roses I sent her yet. I thought of candy, teddy bears, and jewelry, but I found that flowers have that certain dynamic.
Roses are red with love, and they don t last forever unlike teddy bears and jewelry.
Candies don t last forever too, but it s weird thinking about your love being all eaten up. Roses are aesthetic, and are to be seen. When they wilt and die, generally they are dried and put in an album. It is true that they don t last forever, but they can be kept and thought of and seen from time to time. That is what love is to me.