I Hate You The Least

I have always been cynical about Valentine's Day. As a spotty teen I was probably just gutted that no candy or flowers ever magically materialised on my school desk and as a grown up the dislike transformed into "how can it be LOVE if society dictates you to declare it?" I'm a lot LESS spotty now and a lot MORE cynical. I will leave small, fun gifts dotted around the house and in friends' bags but I resent saying the L-WORD that day. So let's just settle with... I ...ummmm...hate you the least.