Valentine's Day Disappointment?

So I cannot resist writing a bit today. I almost, almost made it. It is 10:53 PM on February 14, 2012 and I decide to share words.

… And I have nothing to say. I thought I'd absolutely feel motivated to share the inevitable emotions that are expected from a post-relationship Valentine's Day… and I've nothing. I did everything wrong [and I've nothing]:

I didn't wear black and protest the day… I didn't shy away from the what are you doing tonight conversations at work… I didn't ignore or snicker at the 5 or 6 couples walking hand-in-hand that I passed walking from office to home… I didn't fail to look into the windows of the restaurants, ESPECIALLY Blue Point Grill, or the two flower shops that I passed walking from office to home… I didn't avoid Something Borrowed… I didn't avoid FaceBook or conversation strands that I knew would take me places I shouldn't be, places I took drastic, dramatic measures to ensure I couldn't be, but find often…

I didn't play it safe… yet I didn't feel what I thought I should feel on this day. Did you catch that I just used the word "didn’t"? I changed tenses because I do now. I ventured the one place – my head. Alas, my heart is pounding --- not my metaphorical heart, my actual heart --- I'm staring at the flashing cursor… I know not what to write, I am short of breath and uncomfortably warm… I feel; I am simultaneously thankful and annoyed.

Happy Valentine's Day to all and to all a good night!