it doesn’t hurt anymore.
but I hold my breath heretofore.
when she gave you a letter,
and it touches you heart.
that’s what I planned to do.
that’s what I wished I do.
on a valentine’s night,
but we part before that.
I’m trying to let go,
but your eyes says “mi amour”
you said to forget you,
but my heart chose to ignore
and I try to stop smiling
at our photo box strip.
where you fixed my hair in place,
though it’s the first and its the last time we kissed.
Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 8:00 PM UTC
it doesn’t hurt anymore.
but I hold my breath heretofore.
when she gave you a letter,
and it touches you heart.
that’s what I planned to do.
that’s what I wished I do.
on a valentine’s night,
but we part before that.
I’m trying to let go,
but your eyes says “mi amour”
you said to forget you,
but my heart chose to ignore
and I try to stop smiling
at our photo box strip.
where you fixed my hair in place,
though it’s the first and its the last time we kissed.
