A story for Valentine.
A question I asked in my Instagram story.
A positive answer and I thought it would be welcome.
Normally I am not so much following that kind of flow.
Of the common and commercials.
But although Valentine’s day is about a lot, a story can never do any harm.
Is what I thought.
So I am sitting here.
Waiting for my flat white to arrive, with regular milk.
In another coffee place, watching cars and people passing by.
Still thinking about what it is that I am going to write about.
Why I don’t have a lover at the moment or that love is all around.
That I don’t have to go to dinner tonight or the weekend to celebrate anything.
Not to think about a present to buy, to express my love.
Although I have to say that I did buy myself a present, just not for this occasion.
But I could make it look like it is.
I mean, there are no rules when it comes to that.
I don’t know.
There is so much and nothing at the same time.
To write and to think about.
When it comes to love and also about other things.
Perhaps I should write down some things about my new lover.
Is what I am thinking.
Not a foresight, just a feeling I have.
Because, with the person I am, perhaps even becoming in that same moment.
I won’t stay single forever.
Just some trust I am expressing.
To myself.
Everyone gets their turn when it comes to that.
Sometimes we just need to wait and see.
Have a coffee or go to a museum.
Write down some words, to find some answers.
Heal from the past and see our own self worth.
Overcome some obstacles and find a new way to think and see ourselves.
Just to understand there is nothing to be afraid of.
And that is where love happens.
If Cupid had a helper, I think it would have my name.
More about that another day.
Perhaps even in another story.
Anyway, sometimes nothing is really happening in that kind of department.
A standstill in love, so to speak.
All is meant to be like that, to prepare for the next best thing to come.
It could be a kiss on the cheek or a hug in the dark.
A message on your phone, or something we don’t even think about at all.
But you can always buy yourself some flowers.
Or turn off the light before going to sleep.
It doesn’t really matter.
It matters that ‘I love you’.
Just some words I say to myself.
But if nobody is there to tell you, perhaps you need to see and read it.
It is yours to take.
Love goes where it wants to go.
It is safe to be.
However, sometimes I forget to say that to myself.
Those 3 little words.
Perhaps this Valentine’s day is about that for me.
Putting it down on paper, so I won’t forget it for the years to come.
Because when it comes to love, this is where it starts.
With yourself.
How you act and behave.
Who you are surrounded by and the words you speak.
And when you don’t have anyone in your life.
Not a lover, not even someone you think about.
You are a very lucky person.
Because it means there is a lot to love about you and that person will show up when the time is right.
We just need to grow up a little bit and leave behind what isn’t important.
And that sometimes takes a little while.
Perhaps another Valentine’s message to be known.
Because in the end.
There isn’t anything to worry about.
Nothing to miss out, nothing to fear.
No dragons to slay, no princesses in a tower waiting to be saved.
But I guess that is not the end of the story.
How will it go in real life then?
Well I have to see it with my own eyes.
I guess.
And with that, I wish you a nice day.