To the Valentine’s without Valentine’s
The days that never go right
The best gift of the day the dusting proceeding the slow thaw
So short lived, so beautiful, my beautiful white Valentine
Much quicker and easier without the hit
I’ll take it I took it
Is there some one out on this god forsaken rock who can understand me?
Who can understand that
It’s just one stupid day where people for some reason get one day to somehow make the rest of the shitty year go away and trick their other into staying another year
Is translation for
I’ve never been surprised on Valentine’s Day
I don’t have a Valentine
I’ve never been there done that
None of it
Someone who can read a cynic and see how disappointed I am
Is this not how a dog lives?
Inside perpetually doing nothing
Outside sometimes
Still doing mostly nothing
It’s all nothing really
It’s so much easier to see it as nothing
Than face what I’m missing
And what I’m leaving behind
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