My Funny Valentine

To my, valentine...
Thought you’d always be mine...
But with roses a like,
We do wilt...
I committed a crime,
When I looked in your eyes,
Knowing all things sublime...
come to an end.
And this feels like deja vu, isn’t it funny?
Our forever was only momentary…
You’d think we’d know by now
Good things tend to end…
all the time…
Yet here we lay our flowers,
Our colourful pretence…
your smile
To my valentine,
Though our violets were red...
I’d walk backward, ahead...
To feel blue… again…
Heavy armoured disguise,
Feeling paralysed,
As I reversed the heist
Of your heart...
And this feels like deja vu, isn’t it funny?
Our forever was only momentary…
You’d think we’d know by now
Good things tend to end…
all the time…
Yet here we lay our flowers,
Our colourful pretence…
your smile