That was fifteen years ago. Fifteen Valentine's Days.

“We were awash in tiny attentions. Small gestures, words, empathies thought to b…”

“You liked me."I smiled. "You were smitten with me. You were speechless to behol…”

“I’m not my name. My name is something I wear, like a shirt. It gets worn. I out…”

“I had never realized how much I needed the attention of others to confirm my ow…”