I don’t want a Valentine.
I don’t want to be reminded
of all the wonderfully romantic,
Valentine’s Days, of years past.
I don’t want to remember
how you treated me like I was
the center of your universe
and how now, we barely speak to one another.
Unless it’s to say
fuck you, or maybe
fuck you too.
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