Valentine’s day is over and the chill has lost its cold.
The romance isn’t over but the truth has not been told.
I loved her for her beauty and I still live alone.
Her smile was on the surface with ugly to the bone.
The old girl said “don’t worry… there’s many in the sea.”
I said, “I’m not worried, I like my company.”
Great poem
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Thank you Luisa
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