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Date Posted: 00:53:26 02/18/02 Mon
Author: digital depression
Subject: Re: Valentine's Day
In reply to: Gerrit Hamilton 's message, "Valentine's Day" on 17:08:47 02/16/02 Sat

The last Valentine's day I enjoyed was several, several years ago. I can comprehend, now, how fragile youth and optimism is, but of course such wisdom was wholly foreign to me back then. Hers was a cute, dimpled beauty, a beauty that I had the benefit of seeing day-to-day as she went from overcool, ultra-hip girl to bright, funny, and witty young woman. On our last "Valentine's Day," I recall a quick trip to the mall where I purchased a two small trinkets intended to be "the faux gifts." A little CD from a now-forgotten song singing about Breakfast at Tiffany's, and a giant Hershey's chocolate heart. We had been a "couple" for a two whole years at that point, and I notiched how unimpressed -- yet trying so hard to not show it -- that she was... but she failed to notice the twinkle in my eye, the continual shift in my posture as I presented those two little gifts.

I then took her out back to my truck, a diarreha-colored General Motors S-15 truck. I opened the back and gave her the giant "Scream" print that she had mentioned being in favor of weeks before. She aired the cutest, most precious little squeal of happiness and threw her arms around me and kissed me. We hung the print, of course oblivious to how common it really is, but it's okay, for when you're 19 that's still a pretty cool thing to have around.

But that was our last. Our inability to leap to faith doomed us, ultimately, as much my fault as hers. When I was a toddler, the trick on Valentine's Day was to get as many cards as possible. They'd have those little check boxes on them, and they'd say "Do you like me? []Yes []No []Maybe." And that was good for the time. But I can't help think that the only difference between those days and those I slink about currently is the addition of a single box. One that simply says, in addition to the others, []Well... see, I did...


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