Happy Valentines Day

A dreary day for love and lovers –
this cold and wet Valentines Day;
Sitting alone, glancing at each other,
both hoping the other will not go away.

The banners and signs all bright and pink,
they’re supposed to make us feel better;
As I sit here alone, I wonder, I think,
just how much of this really matters.

When I looked up, looked over at you,
you looked quickly the other way;
To all the lovers, there must be so few,
I wish a Happy Valentine’s Day.

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