In my country, there is a tradition to kiss your special one under a cherry tree in blossom on May 1. Kind of spring version of mistletoe kiss {mistletoe. isn't it a beautiful word?}
It's nice tradition, isn't it? Sure, it is, if you have someone who you want to kiss under a tree, under a window, on a river bank, on sofa, in tall grass, in bed...
As you probably guessed, I don't have that special someone. And it's not very probable that I will find him in 2 hours and 20 minutes that are left till the first day of May. Especially when I'm sitting in my room and I will stat here also for next 2 hours and 18 minutes. Anyway, I doubt that I would run into love of my life in our empty dark street at 9:45 PM.
