I miss sitting in my room,
Carefully wrapping your favourite flowers,
In a bouquet I made, just for you.
Going back to that shop,
Where you picked out your favourite chocolates,
Buying them for you without your knowledge.
Neatly spilling my heart onto a card I wrote for you.
Erasing the blood I smudged across the title.
Signing my name with the hand you once held.
I drown in the memory,
Allowing it to consume me.

I sit staring at my ceiling,
Carefully wrapping my thoughts,
In my minds walls.
Going back to that bench,
Where you told me all about yourself,
Falling in love with you, without your knowledge.
Begging the night hears my cries,
Painting myself with red-stained ink,
I plead for your heart,
To love me the way you did.

Happy Valentine's Day.