Maybe someday

Another Valentine's Day, another year alone,
While others are happily taken,
I sit here, alone at home.

I'm miserable.
As much as I believe holidays are stupid and meaningless,
I have a weird feeling about this one in particular,

The meaning of this one, is love,

People who are in love,
People who are falling in love,
People who crave to be in love,

No one is in love with me, and will probably never be,

It saddens me to my core to know that this is how it will always be,

I've lost faith in the day that love might come,

Maybe someday in a library reaching for a book on the shelf,
Maybe someday on the city bus I never ride myself,
Maybe someday at a place to eat,
Maybe someday I'll find someone to meet..