No Valentine’s This Year

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No Valentine’s This Year

There won’t be chocolates
for Valentine’s day this year
she taught me how to love
now she asked me to forget

She will be happy without me
her prince was heaven sent 
he can fulfill her every dream
all I had to offer was my love

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159 thoughts on “No Valentine’s This Year

    1. Personally, I hate to buy chocolates. Ladies love them, but then they blame me for the extra pounds. And since I’m always with insecure butterflies, I can’t afford to make that mistake. This week the challenges of life has made it very difficult to be creative. The mushy wasn’t flowing last night.

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          1. I know Tosha had also scheduled her postings owing to other priorities I believe. I too will have to stop posting almost daily and gather all my poems to post only on the weekend if I cannot manage the same evening I guess.

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            1. This year I’ve posted everyday but Sunday. My search for a literary agent and novels in progress have been on hold. I have to get back to work. I will still follow blogs faithfully, but my creative juices will be in my work. I can post 2 or 3 times a week. then, the family issues will also be taken care of.

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          2. When you’re stressed you should run around beating your chest and screeching. If it does not work for destressing you it will at least shake the wits out of the people around you. That would be worth a laugh or two…

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      1. Plenty of them out there. Sometimes I think that the things that money can’t buy are often hardest to get. They’ve always been the most important to me. Those little things that show you matter. Anyone can give jewelry or flowers, etc but to really give of yourself? That’s priceless. But I’m a romantic…

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    1. Smiling. I hope this doesn’t sound bad. I think people get the impression I am a womanizer, and I am not. But sometimes I wish I could clone myself. I have met so many wonderful ladies here in wordpress. And I wish I could love and care for them as they deserve. Do you understand? Yeah, I want to be your Valentine. lol

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      1. Of course I understand. I agree. I have married a man I will be happy with the rest of my life, but I also know there are other men that I would be happily blessed to have been with too. I know you would have been one of them at another time under different circumstances. So, be my other life Valentine ❤️💋💕

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    1. I wrote it thinking about a past love who was very materialistic. Love wasn’t enough for her. So she dumped me. This has nothing to do with current wife. She wouldn’t dump me prior to Valentines Day. After the dinner, drinks, and gift, well then perhaps there she would dump me, but not before. LOL God, I am too freaking honest. And if it ever were to happen, I hope and pray I can find another woman to love. LOfreakingL

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                1. I don’t think you’re wasting your life anymore. You are blogging to get things off your chest. And that helps other people gong through similar experiences. You are writing fiction as well. You aren’t wasting any time.

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                  1. You know, I read these other womens’ (and mens’) blogs and I am finding it excruciatingly painful to read them. This is a recent thing for me. Maybe it’s because it’s like reading a book again….you know what’s going to happen. I just want to crawl into the computer and cause a mass extinction!

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                    1. I know. That’s what Sam keeps telling me and that’s one of the things that pisses me off the most. I ALLOWED IT. I was taught as a child to accept abuse, without question so I was ripe for the picking of a narcissist…who only wanted smart, pretty children and a maid and barber. One of the reasons I put up with it was because I was afraid of him….not so much physically but emotionally and what would I do if he left? How was I going to take care of my children? So…..I know i was to blame. I KNOW!

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                    2. Sorry, for that. But I wanted to lead you to my next point. Which is more important. You continue to punish yourself for this. AND THAT IS YOUR FAULT TOO. My friend, you need to move on. By dwelling on Loser you continue punshing yourself. Haven’t you been punished enough already?

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                    3. I guess I’m dwelling on him because I keep finding out what he’s saying to the only two children who still talk to me and it is vicious….maybe HE needs to move on and stop blaming me for what he did. I’m fine and them one of them tells me what he has texted them or said to them and it makes me want to hunt him down!

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                    4. I understand your anger. Yeah, he does need to move on. But from your posts, I gather he’s immature. I just don’t want to see you suffering any more for Loser. He was never worth it, and you were TOO GOOD for him. All my comments ceom from my heart. You deserve better.

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                    5. He wasn’t immature….he’s just a narcissist. I’m just in a funk….I’ve lost the key to my apartment over the garage….I guess it’s good that I haven’t lost the key to my house! And, I know your comments come from your heart. I appreciate it, too.

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  1. Sad and poignant little poem. My husband and I also can’t be doing with all the commercial garbage around Valentine’s. It’s not in the fancy gifts it’s in the simple every day nuances that show you care and notice… I had fun reading all the comments… Those humourous others quite painfully raw. Crumbs… Your poems are comment inducing magnets… They carry much wisdom… Thanks and enjoy the week end! Happy Valentine’s he he!

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    1. Smiling so hard my cheeks are hurting. Thank you for contributing these sweet words to this post. It has become TOO commercialized. I live in NYC and restaurants go crazy overcharging. I have reservations for 7:30 and we probably won’t seated until 9. Roses are 5 times their normal price. In my mind, love should be celebrated 365 days. Don’t tell me you love me. Show me. The gestures mean so much more. Thans for reading my work.

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  2. So sad.. Just like life can be.. Wishing you peace through the difficult moments.. How is your daughter’s mom doing ?
    I have had lots going on and finally am able to catch up reading.. I was so happy you had written so many I had not read.. Totally enjoyed them all😊

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