Valentine

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(L. b.)


If I told you how I felt,
Would you feel the same?
If I said those words to you,
Would you say them back?
If I poured out my heart for you,
Would you drink of it?
If I broke down my walls for you,
Would you shelter me in yours?
If I showed you my scars,
Would you show me yours?

These questions run through my mind,
As I lie here, thinking of you.
The right words won't mean a thing,
If they meant nothing to you.
I drift off to sleep,
I dream of you.
I lay wake,
I think of you.
Your thought fills up my heart,
Quenching my thirst.
Your memory, a water fountain to my soul.
Yet still, the mere thought of me doesn't ever cross your mind.
I'm not the type person to tell you I'm hurting,
Neither the type of person to show you my scars.
One day, I'm going to look in the mirror,
And hate myself for not telling you how I felt about you.
But till that day comes,
I am going to wipe my tears,
Clean my scars,
And tell the person in the mirror,
I'm okay.
After I wish you a Happy Valentine's day,
In another's arms.

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