In response to the question "What do you really want to say to your Valentine?" on some other website, I came up with this. It is my final statement on the subject unless another party takes action to change it:
Just because I spend every waking moment hating myself doesn't mean you can expect me to wait for you forever. I think we'd be really great together, but now I think we'll never know, and I've reached the point where I'm OK with that. Be seeing you.