Are you single?

I am back. 

A few hours ago I read something a friend wrote in her site. She talked about Valentine's day and how it can be good for some and bad for some others. She also wondered why people concerned so much about being single. She said being single is just fine, said it implies freedom. And I tried to understand that, but I could not. Well, I did understand. In a very superficial way. But I cannot and don't want to know why. Freedom is the lack of restrain, slavery or oppresion. How does having a couple imply any of those things? I've known her for several years now. She would not share her feelings with someone that would restrain her freedom. She's the exact kind of an intelligent young woman who knows what she wants. But why?

I'm certain that many people think like her. And it breaks my heart. I've heard one man's garbage is a treasure for another. Why can't we humans value the same things in the same way? Why cannot we all be okay by being single or be okay by being engaged? Why cannot we all like the same kind of music, the same kind of TV shows, the same kind of movies, the same kind of food? Why can't all we be the same instead of being a race of  diversity? Can't we have different personalities without having different tastes on things? Is there really a need for extreme diversity?

I don't mind being single. You're single if you haven't found someone to be with, or if you are unrequited. You can be self-sufficient, create your own happiness and live content with it, and as long as you are strong and stand still, you're never alone. But once you find a significant other, and share your feelings in the good and bad moments with him or her, you don't want it to end. You don't want to be single again. You want time to freeze  in a pink-colored moment, during a kiss, during a hug, even during a conversation, or while you have your eyes nailed into the face of the one you love and think, "Thank you for being with me, thank you for loving me back." You want your life to be perfect forever, just as it is at the moment, you want your heart to feel as light as happiness itself. You feel free. Free as never before. You're a balloon. You can conquer the world...! But it eventually ends. You are left. And at this point, you are not only single, but you are alone. Alone with yourself, but your self is tired, disappointed, betrayed, stabbed. You can't blame everyone but yourself. You can't call him or her a liar, you tell to yourself that he or she only said what he/she believed to be true. You think your loved one is innocent, has been naive, it's not your loved one's fault. Your being bleeds, and it's no longer strong. It's not enough to stand by itself. It wants to die, but knows it will regret it either way.

Are you single? Are you left alone? Then say with me, to the one who left you, who gave you fake hopes, who still owns your heart and keeps it at the filthiest corner of a memory, out of oxygen, struggling even to shed its own sorrow, forgotten: "I need you". Because it's some of the most beautiful words you can hear. "I need you, I miss you, I love you, I want you back, you're my everything and my nothing, my life is a disaster without you, I can't keep going without you". Because you, who is the second most important person in your world, who is in no position to make someone smile, to fill someone's heart with happiness... you may find your reason to be on being your loved one's loyal puppy. You've suffered enough. Now suffer in an altruistic way, even though she or he does not understand your feelings or your intentions. Love and suffer.

Next is a picture of two kittens forming a heart-shaped spot.

I feel depressed and confused. My chest hurts. 

But at least now my atmosphere is pink. Bye.