I don't know why I
foolishly waited
for you to say
"Happy Valentine's Day".

I don't know why I
foolishly waited
for you to
pick me up and swing me around
like you were happy to see me.

I don't know why I
foolishly waited
for you to pull me close
kiss me slowly
softly
gently.

I don't know why I
foolishly waited
for you to
tell me how much you want to make me feel wanted and loved by you.

I don't know why I
foolishly thought
you would do all of these things.

I don't know why I
am always surprised
when you
laugh at me
instead of listening to me
when I need you to...

I don't know why I
still allow you to hurt me
somehow, even while my guard is up.

I don't know why I
still let you in
knowing you can walk away so easily
and let me walk away
while I cry...

I don't know why I
am still lying to myself, saying
"he does care for me..."
"he does want me..."
"he does need me..."
"he does know me..."
"he does see me..."
"he does understand me..."
"he does love me..."
"he doesn't want to hurt me..."