will you be mine?

my valentine?

smiles on people's faces enlighten me, ensure that there's hope out there. i don't want to sound dramatic, but hey, i'm in need of some 'expression' right now. today, out at dinner, an old man was standing outside sushi yat, holding a bouquet of roses, and a balloon, waiting for his lady to arrive. the whole scene saddened me, because the guy waited there for the whole period of time we were inside sushi yat. which was a long time, i must say. i couldn't help but watch him through the small window, reading his facial expression, feeling his sadness, getting mad at whoever it is who didn't make it in time. his emotions were on display, the moment was vulnerable, and i felt sorry for him. the look on his face was quite heartbreaking, in a way, and i had the slight feeling of crying for him. i wonder why he didn't call the lady, he was constantly checking the time though. when we left, he was still there, waiting. the look of excitement was gone, replaced by the painful look of worries, and indeed, sadness, that i'm sure is quite contagious.

i'll be wondering for a long time if the lady ever showed up.