Cupid has flown away, but doubt’s still out to play,
leav’n rose petals around, smashed choc’lates on the ground.
A treat I just can’t eat… a card too bittersweet,
but when the redness fades… once more – a simple day.
A single simpleton I… am now; I can’t… stand how
I know better, yet I feel… sweaters on ‘us’ TOGETHER.
Hallmark has me blinded and lonely some-
times… craving someone to hold me.
Rom-coms have me tired, yet only, I’m
fine… just before Eros scolds me.
Cannot let myself get caught up again,
or I will find myself bought up and then,
the hype has claimed another life…
Won’t get buried tonight.