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My ValentineAll I ever wanted was my Valentine But I've yet to receive him still. I guess he just isn't meant to be mine. But it's hard to disguise how I feel. I wanted my Valentine to love me And handle me with tender loving care. I thought he'd be here to hug me. So this outcome left me unprepared. My Valentine has ironically broken my heart. The love I have is taken as a joke. He uses me, then leaves me in the dark And I'm left to somehow cope. My Valentine is so special to me. My childhood fondness grew into something deep. But it is something that he refuses to see. Therefore I excessively weep… I wonder why my Valentine does me bad Because I only want to give him my soul. I keep thinking about things that I've never had. He keeps taking full control. My dear Valentine, do you not see The pain that I am going through? Sweet Valentine, since we're not meant to be Please let me get over you. by:Kelvalyn Arbizu Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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