My Valentine

Listen here




I light a candle

pink for



these years

of faces, places,

hands & kisses


tears that left us


in our sleep;


here you are

as if the in-betweens

are nothing


but a dream.


That night

is etched across

the panel


of my life,


your eyes so dark

your fire became

a living screen


for all to see.


But you were

never meant for me

nor I for you


I knew it then

I know it still

but yet:


a silver thread

of chance

has caught us


in its complicated



I light a candle

here for you

for Valentine


I miss you still.

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