Valentines Day

Valentine’s Day The year 1997. I was 13.

With Valentine’s Day approaching fast I didn’t want to do nothing and wait till I was too old for the girls to come to me, so I came to them. I had a few girlfriends but knew that I could only choose one. I chose the prettiest one so I knew I was making the right decision. She was great, I had established a steady occasional hello when I walk past and felt that there was something between us. Some chemical reaction or gravitational pull that had such a strong force field binding us together.When I was out with my mum I said I needed to buy a chocolate for someone.“Who for?” she said. “It’s not for a girl is it?”“Mum it’s just a chocolate!”“Okay just get something cheap, I don’t have much time.”“Mum, I want to put some effort into it!”I bought a large heart shaped chocolate in red wrapping. I sat down the night before Valentine’s Day writing the card to go with the chocolate. The card was an expression of my love for her from a grade five’s perspective. I felt that we should be together, because I had loved her for so long and she needed me.Now comes the nervous part … giving the goods. Once the card was sealed there was no turning back. I didn’t think I said anything outrageous in the card so if things didn’t work out then at least we could be friends, distant friends anyway, at least I tried.When Valentine’s Day came I was feeling a bit unsure, but then comforted myself in that this must be the way people in love feel. There was no point putting it off because then I might miss Valentine’s day all together. As soon as I arrived at school the shy side of my personality overcame me, as if my mission that I was set out to do was lost. Time moved tirelessly in the morning. With plenty of time to reflect I thought about how crazy my meditated actions were.But when the girl of my dreams entered the class and sat down on the opposite side of the room, something inside me twigged. Something came over me. Like alluring perfume that was so powerful that I couldn’t escape it. I suddenly felt excited. I could do it! Now it was all clear. I gazed towards her, she was suspecting nothing.After my conversion, when class retired, I finally decided to get it done with. I walked straight up to the girl of my dreams and said, “These are for you.” I didn’t know what to say, the card said most of that, so I just stood there. Why didn’t she say anything? The card wasn’t in that much detail. But before I could think past three seconds she ripped it up and threw the chocolate to the ground, crushing it with her foot. I stood there speechless. She ran off and said, “I don’t like chocolate anyway.”Leaving the torn card and squashed chocolate in front of me. I witnessed it all. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not on Valentine’s Day. I walked off embarrassed and nearly crying. Afterwards one of my best friends told everyone else what happened so I didn’t go unnoticed. I tried to shrug it off by laughing with everyone else, but I still felt really silly. Would I ever have the courage to ask out a girl I loved again? Would I be rejected? Maybe next time I’ll make sure that she likes chocolate. But there are still other things like flowers, the movies, or a novelty plastic ring. Life is full of opportunities.

Cameron J Herweynen

Valentines Day

Cameron Herweynen

Montmorency, Australia

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