First
Every year without fail,
You call me.
You know I don't celebrate Valentine's day,
Yet you still call me.
Every year,
You catch me off guard.
But this year,
I was ready,
And this year,
You didn't call me.
This year,
I spent my first Valentine's day without you.
Considering I don't even celebrate it,
I shouldn't care.
It shouldn't bother me this much,
But it does.
Probably because it was the first.
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