sometimes having everything isn’t everything
i stayed in bed wishing everyone valentine’s day
watched love stories and cried for the bravest
i’m a coward today – blaming in denial that my partner paid no attention
insisting that he is insensitive, when he doesnt even know what it is
i’m tired to want and not be wanted
i’m sick of giving and not taking
why am i devoting , why am i true
…and i’m not here to tell, am i?
well is this love, like they mentioned in the book?
then why am i still sad?
why is there arguments in me?
i allowed myself to sulk, but i dont seem to get out now
so i woke up again, for once it was a lonely night
he doesnt care…he didnt know
so i poured cereals and cold milk
called my mom to tell i love her
and i’m back in bed
i hope i will realized soon that i did it coz i’m one of the bravest
happy valentine’s day