There's this one stoopid day coming up, and tonight I felt real weird cuz i said happy birthday to my ex-gf (if ever girlfriends we have been, actually), and im gonna be 20 soon. And things aren't going exactly as I would've wanted them to go. I always dreaded the 14th of february. Especially since all my friends are matched and no one's left to spend it with me.
I'm mostly looking back to my first total heartbreak, how i was rejected back then, how bad I felt, how much it still haunts me now. Pretty much a downer.
Thanks SJ for the comments, i really appreciate them
Distraught Valentine (Feb 5th 2007)
Just one minute ago I held a flower in my palm
Then the rush of blood to my head
The deafening pain of confusion in alarm
Made me pluck the petals to what they said
As if love was never enough to be happy
And the thorns in my fingers think it's funny
To see how this sensation numbs my senses
--How my eyes tell it all in a glance
There's a spotlight in the dark room
I could've sweared my heart existed
Only to realize I brought it to it's doom
The morning I had those words engraved
On my sleeve that I rolled back to forget
Fingerprints of a lost cause at sunset
Forever will live on in my memory
--How my hands are powerless to change history
I tried telling my self friendship could fight
The monsters that haunt me on this day
Standing here alone in complete disarray
Offering couples that pretty comforting sight
That things aren't all that bad after all
If loneliness can be avoided by the crowd
Knowing if you need, you can always call
--How my slumped shoulders fail to look proud
Cursed be the day I wanted to offer my heart
To the one person I could never reach
Many years ago and still it tears me apart
Feels like I'm walking on a frozen empty beach
There's nothing but ice and wind
Tormenting the shivering form walking on, blind
I'm still moving and searching for the one
--How my distraught Valentine again won
I'll love you 'til my heart goes numb
When the night goes on and on and you bring me down
The music in my brain is yelling for freedom
Hoping the noise will chase away the phantoms
Of a past that's walking on my heavy steps
Plunging my shadow into eternal darkness
Repeating that I should've never given into my gentle mind
--How much would you offer my distraught Valentine?