This particular Valentine’s Day experience which happened to be the first of such I experienced was something to write home about. I spent it with my last boyfriend, who I met on my outing to grab a cup of coffee on the Valentine’s Day, without any knowledge that something would come out of the whole encounter. We engaged the coffee shop with our conversation, it was so interesting and engaging that people around got interested in our topic of conversation. We lingered there till evening, and then he took me to a Chinese restaurant for a dinner. We left there for a nearby recreation park, but it started to rain heavily on our way to the park, so we took cover in a gazebo. It was really funny; we made out there and cuddled romantically for several hours. It was memorable and lasted until after midnight. I guess you would be asking now, why didn’t your parents come looking for you? Well, I was in the University at the time and was living far away from my parents at the time. The Valentine’s day experience was great, though the guy later fucked up, I still cherish that day.