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I made sure not return home the next day with out a card in my hand. Cards mean allot to her. Don't know why cards mean so much, but they do. Spent an hour trying to find the right one. Something to the point of “it may seem like I’m an unappreciative bastard, but deep down I really love you with all my heart”. Not in those exact words but basically the same point.
She is not the kind that you can just buy stuff for, she has to pick it out herself. So far she has picked out a few things but nothing big. Plus any attempt on my own would come off as a bribe.
The only savior is that we both get wrapped up in our jobs. So she hasn’t been dwelling on it as much.
It would be easier if she was mad. But she isn’t mad, just disappointed, and that is ten times worse.
Will definitely spare no expense on the big V-day.
I always held the theory that the card and the chocolate companies invented Valentines Day. But now that day can’t come soon enough.
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