mandatory valentine's day poem
i couldn't think of a title--options are welcomed. i couldn't think of an ending. help is recommended.
i know it's cheesy and all. half of it's real, half of it's fake. this is a great example of why i write about suicide rather than love-- i understand one more than another. i wanted to make this poem so it could be from a friend to a friend too.
and that's the thing i really hate about valentine's day--everyone always forgets there's more than one type of love. that it's not just romantic love, but love between friends. so, this year i gave out valentines to my friends, because i might not have romantic love in my life, but at least i have them.