Another holiday that isn’t as important as it is dreaded.
It’s over

Love is all the days of the year
All the thoughts in my head
Songs I know you like I put in a mixed tape
I write you poetry and read it aloud to you
A smile, a warm feeling, a hug and contentment
I sleep and dream of holding hands.


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