14 February 2008

This poem is based on a true story. My story.

 

On 14 February 2008,

I did not celebrate love,

Love that has gone against me,

Taken away my friend,

Then laugh an evilous laugh.

 

On 14 February 2008,

I did not get any gifts,

For gifts are for those who are happy,

Not for me,

My heart is in too many pieces.

 

On 14 February 2008,

There were no roses,

No romantic dinner,

The candlelight’s where I sit were out,

Waiting patiently to be lighted.

All I have were black roses,

Tears in my eyes,

I was crying.

 

On 14 February 2008,

I was sad,

Everyone’s was celebrating except me,

But what was there to celebrate,

When my lover has gone?