Saint Valentine

I don't believe in Saint Valentine, but still today, like any other day, is a great opportunity to say to those we love that we do

I picked up two scenes I love from cinema and TV

Seen in Brothers and Sisters, Kevin and Scotty



And the second one with this beautiful poem, was taken from Four Weddings and a Funeral and was seen here

W.H. AUDEN

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

And the question is: what makes it so difficult to express love?