Will you be mine forever?

February 14th, loneliest day of the year,

 

The hole inside of my heart, has yet to be filled.

 

This time will be different, to save me from tears,

 

Maybe I’ll finally ask, if you’ll be my valentine, forever?

 

Anxiety is too damn high, my hands stricken by tremors,

 

This Aquafina bottle isn’t water, though it’ll help me loosen up.

 

Old habits die harder than Bruce Willis, trying to be better,

 

I’m not the perfect man, but I’m the perfect man for you.

 

Everyday you’re crossing my mind, can’t escape your shadow,

 

Is this lust or is this love? I honestly don’t fucking know anymore.

 

You disperse the dark clouds, but I love looking at your body,

 

I’ve got a bad case of lovesickness, don’t have the correct antibodies.

 

College dropout, I’m lacking in the department of book smarts,

 

But I don’t need a degree, to know that I want to die inside your arms.

 

In sickness or in health, regardless I want to be right by your side,

 

Please me emotionally, and I’ll please you via your private parts.

 

Won’t you be my valentine? That way we’ll never be alone again,

 

You can hate me every other day, but love me on February 14th.

 

This time will be different, to save me from tears,

 

Maybe I’ll finally ask, if you’ll be my valentine, forever?

 


Submitted: April 03, 2019

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jaylisbeth

This is amazing, MW. Beautifully penned, so honestly expressed.

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 12:49pm

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I've been trying to write this one for a long while, and I so glad that you enjoyed it , love :)

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 4:18pm

Christy Writes

I love how this isn't your typical love poem. In fact, it's questionable how healthy this relationship is, considering how the narrator is confused about his own feelings and how he believes his potential lover will hate him for the majority of the year. I hope this isn't too personal and I didn't strike a nerve, but I really like this poem. It's different and sincere. :)

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 6:47pm

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It's almost like a type of desperation and fear of loneliness, to the point that they're willing to only be loved for on valentine's day rather than all the time. It's not very personal for me, thankfully. I'm glad you liked it! I always try my best to be a little bit different and to be sincere in my writing :)

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 4:22pm

hullabaloo22

Yeah, it's like all the expectations these 'special' dates bring just accentuate the loneliness, or the sense of having failed in some way. Not worth it for a day though, MW. Love needs to be more or less year round. Again, a lot of conflicting emotions.

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 6:51pm

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I think you probably hit the nail on the head, thanks for reading Hully :)

Wed, April 3rd, 2019 4:23pm

gianpi0103

Nice use of imagery when you wrote ``I love looking at your body´´.

Mon, April 8th, 2019 10:34pm

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Thanks for reading!

Tue, April 9th, 2019 12:49am

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