小安的一天 m y d i a r y

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This was my first Valentine while I was not alone,

not arguing with anyone,

not waiting for any possible phone calls,

not hanging online till late at night,

or hanging out with friends who were also single.




This was my first sweet Valentine,

but I can’t forget

my dormmates who hung out with me,

late at the NTU campus.

We were all single at that time,

so we went out and had a feast,

took a leisurely walk,

and had much laughter.

It wasn’t particularly romantically sweet

but it was warm; it was friendly sweet.

And I knew I was not alone.

And that felt great!




While I was hugging him tightly in my arms,

there was an abrupt phone ring.

It was a man whose name I’ve forgot.

I sounded surprised while he sounded awkward.




I am not sorry that I don’t remember him,

but I should feel sorry for him

because I know that kind of feeling.

Feeling especially lonely at a night

while almost every couple would go out

and celebrate.

Almost every person would try to do something special

for their loved ones.




A feeling that you suddenly feel so lonely, totally forgotten,

that you mean nothing to nobody.




He absolutely doesn’t want anyone to pity him because of his high pride.

Neither does everyone of us.

However, I feel sorry for him.

Somehow, there are so many people, who are so smart, so handsome, so pretty, so rich, so experienced, so sophisticated, so perfect,

but they don’t have a person to love them.

They don’t have someone to do something special for.

I know the feeling

because I was one of them

until you.




Until you.




So this was my first Valentine.

The first time in my life

that there wasn’t any bitterness or complex feelings in my mind.

The first Valentine

that I felt happy all day long and looked forward to seeing someone at night.

This was my first Valentine

when Jesse was by my side.

And that was the best Valentine gift.