Forgotten Valentines
I went through the attic and there I found
Stacks of valentines just laying around
Some of them received when I was a child
Days of innocence before I was wild
Then I found one from when I was a teen
When we broke up I was so very mean
As I read her card I'm left feeling bad
Thinking about it now makes me so sad
Everything seemed like a promise of love
Spirits soaring on wings from high above
Still here they sit alone in this pile
Heart shaped gifts forgotten for a while
What happened to the ones I threw away
All my lost Valentines from former days
Hearts that were broken including my own
Valentines is difficult when you're alone
Practice makes perfect true love in the end
Forgotten Valentines were just pretend
Now I know a love that is made to last
My old Valentines, belong in the past
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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