sad Valentine's day poem.

I write to you, a non-existent love,
on this February day of fourteen.
To meet in a day, never a time soon.
Be my Valentine, on this day of love,
unreal and never to happen this year.
I sit alone, entertained by my thoughts
of futures never to happen this life.
Keep my false hope burning in case it does.

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