Feb. 10, '15 1:15pm
My Valentine has left me for another.
My hope for this day has been rent asunder.
This is becoming an annual habit.
Friends say, don't wait for love, just reach out and grab it.
All is vain, all is vain in the land.
Everyone gets trampled, like castles in the sand.
My Valentine is lost in the woods,
waiting for me to save her.
But i cannot move,
my strengTH has been spent,
all of it, i gave her.
Forgive, no matter what, is the best way to live.
Everyone is your Valentine,
that's the best way to think of it.
Love is in the air!
Just reach out and drink of it.