So what if I’m in love   It’s just another dream   Dreams rarely last forever   No matter how real they seem   A valentine-less holiday   Again is spent alone   A requiem to broken hearts   And all those on their own      Though she hasn’t yet replied   I hope she answers soon   I’m paranoid and anxious   And my sadness is in bloom   A feeling-less emotion   Trapped in a bursting heart   Little does she know   She is the perfect work of art      Black roses fill the gardens   Of the fields within my dreams   They drink the oily waters   Flowing in never-ending streams   Mirroring pools of tear drops   From the blinking of my eyes   The sounds of children’s laughter   Turns into puzzled cries