I'M Last Years Valentine
Eyes dead to the world
Emotions switched to off
A flame that once burned bright
Burned down and out
Love given does not equal received
Emotions returned addressee unknown
You are just someone in a crowd
Literally just one in a million
Such a precious gift to be tossed aside
I’m Last year’s valentine
There must be a special on real love
As you seem to think it’s easy to find
Like a book on a shelf read once
Loved and then left to gather dust
You move on to the next thriller
Hope you get your happy ending
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2020
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