February 14th – the worst date imaginable.
Merely a day PDA is forgiven;
Random gestures of love to your darling;
Revolting notes written in private
To be exchanged in public.
Why must we celebrate this day?
Why is there a need to remind
Those of what they do not have?
Sick, sad, twisted, tormenting, disgustingly
Undignified. Absolutely no purpose.
“Only a sad old sod would say such a thing.”
“A being that dares not to feel for fear of heartbreak”
“A being that’s heart is already torn”-
Arguable, of course.
Valentine’s day me eye!
February 14th, the day after yesterday
And the day before tomorrow.
I long for love no more today than yesterday
And less tomorrow than both.