Valentines Day

Dear Friend.

As time ticks down to Saint Valentines Day, I find myself on my own yet again realising to myself that I, unlike the grand majority, am unlovable. Every year I find myself losing my faith in my own life. I honestly cannot find anything to lighten my outlook on my future. I mean look at my crushes, they are seriously unrealistic. One is a beautiful blonde who could have anyone she pleased, one refuses to even talk to me and the other struggles to talk to me almost as much as I struggle to talk to her. I mean its not like I haven't tried to talk to these people its just that I never know the right things to say. To top this off I struggle to stop looking at them because my mind tells me that I need to know everything about their physical presence. If I could draw I would be able to draw everything about these three people even though I haven't seen everything about these three people.

I see everything about them, and they see nothing when they look at me.

What is the point.

I Remain, unfortunately.

The Deadman