I cry in February
The month of Cupid
I cry in February
My lonliness feels stupid
I cry in February
Why can't you be here?
I cry in February for you
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One Year, Twelve Months
PoetryOne year. Twelve Months. Three Hundred and Sixty Five days. This is a story about first love, long distance relationship, and heart-break. What can happen in just one year?