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Valentine


The first time we locked eyes I quickly looked away But still you were there again, day after day On the inside my mind was whirring, but I was calm on the surface I was quiet and was nervous, but you were quick to be of service Always talking to me whenever I felt so down You would comfort me whenever no one else was around I was curious, why would someone like you talk to me? No one could be interested in shy me who likes to read Then the 14th of February came, but I knew it wouldn't be the same I've been waiting for this day, I have never felt this way And there you were holding white orchids of love Singing Bruno Mars with a voice from above You wanted us to take a chance, to see where it would it lead And now us together is no longer a want, it's a need You promised you'd be there for me, the shoulder for my tears With your words and your touch you vanish all my fears You would chase away the sadness and the darkness and the madness You showed me the light when I was shrouded in blackness And then my world saw color, hope, and happiness But to follow my dreams, I had to leave, and we grieved In order for us to work, we both must believe Even through this distance, we've become stronger Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder This time apart is a struggle, but we will make it through This is only possible because our love is true I still have you and I'm grateful, there's not a night that I don't stare At the moon and the stars and I feel that you're there You complete me, and completely it's fate that we're together Every time I think of you, it feels like Valentine's forever I will always be yours, just like you'll always be mine Every single day of my life you're my valentine
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