What's with Valentine's Day,
I'm not with you anyway,
What's with the flowers and chocolates?
What's with the red shirts on dates?

I've been crying here for years,
Now I'm drowning in my tears,
Because when the moon replaced the sun,
You left, you're gone.

Now I'm struggling every 14th of February,
It all began since you left me,
My colorful world turned blue,
The night you stopped saying, "I love you".

I don't care about Cupid's arrow,
Because what I had in love is sorrow,
Vows, promises, said not made,
Cuts me down like a blade.

What's with kissing doves?
If you don't know how to love?
What's with Valentine's Day?
I'm not with you anyway.