He doesn't owe me anything other than himself
as he is, as is, and if I don't like what I see
that's me
to deal with.
So what if it will be Valentine's day and I have no Valentine
I never try to get one--why would one just fall from the sky?
I guess I believe in magic, and misery
want someone to commiserate with and soothe me
but  a bad match won't do,
It's worth about as much to me as an old shoe, nothing new