❛ it seems rather selfish, doesn’t it? a selfishly exclusive holiday dedicated only to those who have found someone? ❜
hypocrisy at its finest. says the one who need never not fear of being without her counterpart. says the girl who takes hold of the gifted bouquet of lilies before her in her hands like a lifeline, intending to treasure them and their limited time entirely. says the one whose eyes have indulged in line after line of the rather meretricious card attached alongside; by no means a poetic classic, yet cherished because of the genuine thought inscribed by his hand. and as she looks to him, dark eyes flickering upwards to match the reflection in front of her, a rather melancholic smile dances on her lips.
❛ then again -- mother always did love this day... as did father. ❜
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