I told him once when I was a kid I use to only eat hobby chocolate bars,no fruits, no snacks,only hobby 24-7.
So on valentine he suprised me with a box hobby chocolate bars  ...I couldn't believe it for once in the that 3 year relationship he was listening to what I was saying....but maybe it was guilt I donno because two months later he came to me gave back his promise ring and broke a 3 year relationship without any reason...and I never heard from him again.
Now when I ever see a hobby chocolate bar and remember how I got so happy that he listened once and it was all a lie.

The last Valentine

We grew so icy with each other those few days; what I thought might allow us to thaw the growing cold between us only solidified both our feelings. As you watched me scrape the ice off the car at the airport while you sat planning your family New Year's Eve, we both knew it was the end. 

Nothing was right for you in Marrakech, nor with the plan I'd painstakingly and lovingly created for us, but perhaps we were both ultimately too inflexible and too selfish. 

I accept my mistakes though the way you cruelly laid out my catalogue of faults still weighs heavy; my self-worth shattered. You never would acknowledge your own flaws though. Months of being fully present for you, limping from one family crisis to the next, trying to accommodate your needs, and taking on board all your interests. None of this - or the strain it placed on 'us' - was ever acknowledged. I thought there would be more grace, understanding and space for me when I needed it, but there was only space for you - I wish you'd been honest about that from the start; with me and with yourself. 

Hardest in all of this is realising that the person I fell in love with - and dreamed of building a future with - didn't exist, leaving me questioning my own judgement. 

But now, finally, I've cracked it and I am letting the illusion of you go. 

The last Valentine

Freezing Point