Surprise Me.

Come to my house with Flowers and Chocolate.

Knock on my front door and ask my parents where I am.

They will tell you i'm in my room.

You will walk down the hall towards the back of the house, down our 2 steps, turn right, and quietly open my door.

Shocked to see me sitting on my bed, looking like shit with no makeup on and still sitting in my pajamas, crying because I've never had a decent Valentines Day.

Put the flowers and chocolates down on my dresser just to your left and walk towards me with big open arms and just hold me until I stop crying.

Then simply tell me everything will be alright.

That's when you bring me the flowers and chocolates and tell me how happy I make you and how much I mean to you.

I will then most likely start to cry again, but now because I am happy.

That then is when you get a smile in your heart knowing that you are the one who made my day unforgettable and gave me a memory that will last a lifetime.

The surprise about this, is that I have no idea who might come through my door. Why? Because I've never had a valentine. No matter who I might be dating or for how long. It's not what you get that matters, it's how you present it all.

But who am I kidding. No guy will ever show up on my porch with flowers and chocolates for me. Yet I still get my hopes up every year, just to be let down.