The loneliest day of the year for some, the happiest for others.
The saddest for me: my boobs got asked out but I didn't, how sad :(
Boys are hard to come by
Hard to find
When you find one, he either
leaves
stays and walks away
finds someone better
reject you in cold weather
Sadly enough
When all the hearts come out to play
And proclaim their love
I want to run and hide
Cry many tears
For my love stories
Always don't end well
And are very very real.
and for all the lonely souls out there
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