Valentine Lost
I left the flowers on your doorstep
Crushed red velvet
You couldn’t say you loved me now
You couldn’t say you loved me then
How am I to know what lies deep in your heart?
If you won’t talk to me
About the pain
Love is lost
Never found
On days like this
Are never found
So I take my leave
And leave I must
For there is nothing left
For the two of us.
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2015
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