{it's sore}

You know
this is really dumb to say,
but you can't put a band aid on a broken heart and expect it to heal completely.
Because there's going to be a scar still on it.
And you might but a "smiley sticker" on it, so that people will notice the sticker instead of the scar.
But only you can feel the true pain.

Now that THAT's been said, here's this:
Honestly, Valentine's day really stinks.
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Yeah, you know, it's just not as fun as when you have someone to share it with.
And you watch SO much PDA in the halls of your cramped high school.
And you see the poor girls lugging around enormous teddy bears and a bouquet and balloons with a love sick boyfriend trailing beside them.
It's hard to watch the sad, lonely girls watching couples bounce happily by, because you say to yourself,
"Hey, I know how you feel."

It's hard to watch the guy you used to like talk and flirt with one of your friends in front while you stand awkwardly behind.
And it's super hard not trying to think that ugly though, "What if nothing had changed? Would things be the same?"
Yeah, I pushed that out of my thoughts too often today.

I am so happy school is over so I could come home and throw up from all the mushiness that was at school.  ;)

Not-So-Happy Single Awareness Day.
aka.
S.A.D.