Heres a story about a girl,
a girl who was in love and who had lost
and how 6 months later she sat for a coffee with the man. and realized she still loved him. how she foolishly wrote a letter the eve of valentines professing her love. and folded the letter in an origami envelope. she put the note in his mail box. and now she waits for the day his mail will come. she dosnt know what he will think, or say. she dosnt know if he will think she was to rash or foolish. she only knows that she would have regret it if she didnt tell him "i still do and i never stopped"
Its only a story. i dont know the ending to it and maybe if shes lucky there wont be an ending. i guess thats my valentine.