Write a poem to your love for Valentine’s Day. :)
Before marriage and kids I ACHED for someone to love me on Valentine’s Day. The chocolates, the cards, the candle lit dinners, the DIAMONDS! OH!!! I longed for it all. I saw the commercials and tv shows and movies of couples gazing into each others eyes, madly in love and I couldn’t WAIT for it to be mine.
When I met Pat he was very much the “been there done that and it’s not my thing” kind of guy and I was very much the “do you think I’m pretty??? HOW PRETTY??” kind of girl. Hard to imagine, isn’t it?
I followed him around like a puppy dog on a mission, “what are you doing now? You wanna go somewhere? No? How ’bout now? No? Will you pet me? Will you love me? Will you feed me? Will you play with me? Will you will you will you!?!?!”
In the beginning, me “liking” him more than he “liked” me was definitely an ongoing issue. I couldn’t understand why this man was not falling at my feet. I didn’t know that some men just plain don’t have the romantic gene. I didn’t know that the whole “knight in shining armor” thing and the “I’m surprising you with a romantic getaway to France, no need to pack bags I will buy you everything you need when we get there” thing was ONLY a thing on commercials and tv shows and movies.
My man tried. Oh how he tried. But year after year it became excruciatingly clear that buying gifts and thinking up ways to “surprise” me were not his strong suit.
I remember specifically the pained look on his face as he handed me a dozen red roses after work one year on Valentine’s Day. We were absolutely broke, but he knew it was the “romantic” thing to do and that it was what I wanted. Romance.
I happily took the roses from his hands, but I didn’t feel like the girl in the movies that prances around and wraps her arms around her thoughtful lover. I felt guilty. I smiled. I thanked him. And then I told him he didn’t ever have to buy me roses on Valentine’s Day again.
My man is many things.
But my man is not roses.
Now it’s your turn!
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The Prompts:
1.) Write a mock interview with a celeb of your choosing. Take advantage of having the power to make it go however you dream.
2.) Describe your worst winter weather story.
3.) Tell us about that scar.
4.) A list of dos and don’ts.
5.) Write a poem to your love for Valentine’s Day. :)
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Marvelous poem!
I can not even begin to tell you how much valentine’s day is not my man. He is many things and did bring me flowers just about everytime we saw each other when we first dated, but valentine’s day and anytime you are supposed to do something, he has a problem with.
He has a problem with authority in general.
Sadie at heyMamas
Our men must be brothers. For realz. Cut from the same damn mold. O-well!
Loved your poem!
Awwww! I can’t decide what is sweeter the poem or the tribute before it.
wow. the poem brought tears.
Cute poem. I never write poetry…but I tried this week. EEK!
Aw, such a sweet post! My man isn’t roses either, so thank you for reminding me that’s not all that matters!
I love your poem & the prompt! Inspired me to write a little ditty of my own :). Hope you have a wonderful Valentine’s Day with the man you love!
nice poem and good prompt(s).
I am a new follower! I did the writer’s workshop for the first time today. It was fun!
I cracked up at you following him around like a puppy dog. I think commercials, romance novels, and chick flicks set us women up for huge disappointments in life. Those stories are just NOT real life.
I am still in that stage of aching to find someone to love me… I wrote a poem about my Mr. Maybe, though. Who knows what will happen…
Wow, Mama Kat. That poem is grown up love. Roses are good, but realizing the HONEST ways he shows his love is better yet.
Ooh, that poem is sooooooooooooooooo sweet!!!! Great story too, Kat!
Justine :o )
Cute! Love it.
Awesome story and peom!
I really enjoyed this story. This Valentine’s Day is my first one in a relationship, and my guy is trying to figure out what I want. I told him all I want is to spend the weekend with him, but he feels obligated to buy me stuff. Silly commercialism.
A day late, not my best writing, at least I tried. Dang! It was even my own prompt.
One day in the very near future the V-Day scourge will be banished and forgotten.
It’s too bad we didn’t meet a while back before we got attached tot he guys we married– we could’ve swapped. I am your husband, my husband is the romance addict. This year I was thrilled to bits with his gift– I think I finally have him trained. He got me new number plates for my car :-)
Fun post, congrats on your nomination over at Hilary’s POTW!
Congrats on POTW mention from Hilary
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