Valentine’s
The day is tomorrow.
Many around me will be full of joy,
and happiness,
and love.
But I will not be among them.
The day will only make me sick. For I am without
what they have –
true love –
not love like father to son,
or like the unconditional love from the Creator.
But love like between two sparrows,
who have just produced an egg.
I once thought I felt it.
But I realize now that I never have.
What I thought was love was really
only fascination.
For I know now that love –
true love –
loves back.

JNG