Valentine's day

Valentine's day is approaching and those who know me know that I find it the worst day on earth. Haters will say this is because I'm alone; honestly it's deeper than that. I won't deny I feel lonely sometimes, but ultimately I'm okay with being single. 
The reason I hate Valentine's day is how fake it is, how forced and unrealistic. Personally I'd rather low key gentle reminders every now and again from someone than a lavish day 'all about our love.' And love isn't perfect or beautiful, and cupid isn't fluttering around with his little arrows; love is real and raw and damn near difficult to live with sometimes. It's pain and sacrifice and putting someone else before you. Don't buy me a card and tell me you love me, SHOW me. In the little, every day things. 
If, unlike me, you are hoping for a Valentine; be your own. I bought myself flowers today because nobody can do a better job of loving me than myself. (Except maybe my mumma.)