We agreed that Valentines should be a non-materialistic thing, and so we funnelled our efforts into creative cuteness. We made love-letters, we made up daft romantic songs, we made the silliest of kitchen confections. It was by far the cutest day of the year and it fuelled us onwards as a couple, each of us secretly planning the one to come.
He'd always tried to hide his deepest emotions, withdrawing when his love was intense. He'd been so afraid to let it out, to trust another with his heart. People of deep passions are that way. They love stronger, so they hurt more too. That's the way it is. So when on valentines he came with a letter that bore his soul, it was the cutest valentine there could ever be. To be given trust in that way is an awe inspiring feat.
The cutest valentine is the one that shows true vulnerability, that their lover is worth the risk they are taking. So when he showed up singing a song he'd composed, I knew he was he one.
My heart can't be won with candy nor trinket, yet with a valentine note in his own hand, the trembles of the pen apparent, his cuteness made his victory complete.
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