Aside from the fact that it's a day before payday, February 14 never really meant anything special to me. Go figure. (Did you just feel the angst in that statement? Hehehe!) I didn't have the need to book dinner reservations, plan surprises or buy gifts. It's always been another ordinary day.
However, whenever Valentine's Day comes, I always ask myself the perennially unanswered question, "Why am I still single?" I'm not a jerk. In fact I know I'm good (and I apologize for the egotism). I'm not THAT attractive, but I know I'm decent enough. And yet, why does it seem like I am not loveable in a "romantic" way? I've always contemplated about it thinking that maybe there's something wrong with me or there things that I must change.
Honestly, it bothered me for a time.