I didn't need a Valentine's Day to tell you that I loved you.
I didn't want a cake tray in the shape of a heart to show you that I cared.
I have no use for an pen in the guise of Cupid's Bow to point of why I adore you,
I refuse to use slippers dyed pink with affection (and artificial colours) to remember what we share.
I can't say I'll ever treasure, sparkly straws with love and hearts distracting me from the purpose that straws exist for.
I don't think plush cuddly Valentine's Alligators will ever say enough Mon amour.
But the words you use in the cards you choose come from a place inside
Where feelings fly and love never dies meaning more than thoughtless objects imply
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