Valentine's Day is not a test of someone's love
Birds became a symbol of the day like doves
Hearts, traditionally is the seat of emotion
It's not a way to check if you or me can read minds, a notion
Red roses, a symbol of love and beauty
And knowing this is love, and love is duty
Chain of letters that binds, lovely to read your passages
I have always believed in personalized notes and messages.
These messages hold the love we share,
And the love we share, means we care,
Though somewhere we believe that we are incomplete,
Without each other, and everything we need.
But still we are good, with all this pain,
And the happiness is what we gain.
What we gain is what we need,
So, we accept the troubles indeed.
Love is all we expect from others.
Love is what children owe to mothers.
Love is one of the best feelings in the world.
If one doesn't feel it, he has no heart,
And when we have the heart,
We obviously get hurt,
We're born of it,
We'll go to dirt.
So, why not just feel, what's best to,
You don't have a heart, if you've no clue.
The feeling which can connect both of us,
That is called love,
Which we admire,
What we confess,
In real hard times,
To which we adress,
Here we present, a tribute to that feeling.
A tribute to wounds which are still healing.

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