Please, Love, please

Trying hard to concentrate, to be productive to be a part of this human nonsense. But how, tell me how, since those hearths are on fire again, so desperate to dissolve in intimacy, so willing to commit, to care, to love, to nurture. Roasted again on the tribal fire, both sides, with a pinch of salt and lemon juice. What's the point in all this? What's the point of there being so many lonely single people who are dying to be embraced and loved by other lonely single people. Why dont you people just go out there and say “I like you, would you have a cup of tea with me?”. Is this hard, I cannot say. Would it decrease the global loneliness percentage or would it increase it? Why are we so scared of love and relationships? May be too many lame romantic films have created this illusion that there is one and only person out there waiting for us. May be we have too many needs and pains and desires and we are scared that they may be laughed upon, abused and rejected. And why would we abuse, reject and laugh upon people's needs, desires and insecurities? Don't you have your own inner hell? Don't I? It's too much trouble nowadays, taking care of yourself and your life, let alone a girl/boy friend. I want to see more people in love, more people showing their love to the world, more people admitting to themselves that all they need is love. I am not the overly romantic type, I am not sure if I am romantic at all, but it strikes me how today everybody is so busy saying how lame St. Valentine's is, how much commercial crap this thing is all about. If instead of being so annoyed by other people's involvement with this celebration, they took the time to say “I like you” (if love is too much of a trouble) well, this would make the world a bit warmer and cozier, not donating money to Africa and recycling plastic bags. Who cares if it's a lame and stupid celebration, we are humans for goodness' sake, we celebrate stupid things. Birthdays, Independence days, saint's birthdays, deaths and of course resurrections and all sorts of other insanities. So why is the Day of Love lamer and sillier than, say, Easter. Please go out there and find people to love. And tell them you want to love/like/cuddle with/make breakfasts and dinners for them.