Another one passes,
And it seems as slow as molasses,
The day chugs by,
And that night I may cry.
My friends being showered with roses,
A simple door of hope closes.
There are all these cards that I can see,
Please oh please, say they didn’t forget me.
Its nothing new,
But why oh why does it make me blue?
A simple conversational heart
Is all that would keep me from falling apart.
Why can’t I have a valentine?
The one I want just wont be mine!
But I won’t shed a tear,
Because there s always next year.
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