Today.

Today,
I will tell him how I feel.
I won't fail myself for the ten thousanth time,
I'll be able to sleep through the night knowing I did it.

Tomorrow,
He won't talk to me, as always.
I'll doubt myself again,
I'll feel like I can't compete with my inner badass chick.

Then, on Valentine's Day,
I won't get anything.
I won't get a cute little teddy bear, or a single red rose,
I won't get anything at all, not even from him.

Everyday from then on,
It'll be the same day it's always been.
It won't be different, because he won't accept a difference,
It'll always be me admiring him, & him pleasing the crowd.

Reviews

Oh! This was sad! I can relate! I didn't get any thing on Valentines this year or the last. I liked how you structured this. Very good!