|The stupid question is the question not asked|
...I forgot that love isn't about girls and boys anyway (or about boys and boys).
It's about being related in the spirit. It's about being connected in a way that language can only partially describe.
If you've ever felt that, then you know what I mean. And sometimes observing a ritual can remind us of the magnitude of what we've created in that relatedness. It can jar us into becoming present to our accomplishment.
-- Or, we can just buy some roses out of guilt and declare it all to be a sham.
But get that there is genuinely something to be gained by embracing the sentiment and expressing it fully. And as one of the greatest philosophers of the last century observed, "If you can't be with the one you love, honey love the one you're with!"
...All the world looks like -well- all the world,
when your hammer is Perl.