Silent Valentine

There was a time where a girl would dream of celebrating it with someone special to her. For the past years, her world was always her flying solo. Although every year on the February 14th, she would try to mend her heart at the thought she was alone and she doesn't care. Usually, this time of the year meant nothing to her. Somehow the ache this year was different from the past. Her heart aches more than it did before, especially when she knew her heart belong to somebody, and this time, she knew it was different. She realise how her heart aches when he talks about other girls, when he told her that spending time with her was a waste of time, and things that initiated that he didn't care a single strand of hair about her.
Most of the time she would keep the memories she had spend with him in a box in her closed mind. The day he had brought smiles to her face. The days when even the simplest thing was a big deal to her.
Tonight she will sit alone in her room and she knew that nothing would happen. A few minutes till the clock struck twelve before it enters February 15th, she sat in the cold solitude. Her heart aches and she chose to cry holding the necklace in her hand. Smiling and crying altogether.

- I really need to work out on my writing I honestly have lost touch with my inner thoughts.