Nathaniel Cardelli

Celebration and mourning

Per romantic successes

Or shortcomings plague the

Streets, singles in

Depressive unity

Couples in showcases

 

Today no different

From other days yet

We glamorize it

Some of us

Commercializing a love

We cannot afford to

Lose

Others of us a love we

Cannot be afforded

To have

 

A day where

It becomes hard to

Focus on the mirror’s

Beauty between being

Caught up in the person

Dining across from you

Per ritualistic terms

Roses and candles

Dividing your essence

Or laying in bed crying as

This day is that of which

No one has time for you

Because you’ve been left

Reminiscing on a past

Teddy bear with a necktie

In sedan’s passenger seat

No more

The bear has

Long since past, collecting

Dust on the closet shelf

Aching to be played with

Knowing that its gifter

Is to never return to the

Bed, though a soul

Still lingers between

Bed posts

Inextricably there

Waiting to be noticed

By receivers eyes

Knowing it is

Lost

 

Go about this day

However you may

There is no wrong way

Love and loss are all

A mere part of

Cupid’s arrow, for some

It brushes by, leaving love’s

Desire, for others it pierces

Through hearts as their

Demise

 

Today

A day of no middle ground