Across the table he sits alone
Gulping his wine as if running a race
Staring into the very empty space
Leaving people to ponder what
Is coming from the space
With a feeling of jittery and dissatisfaction
Love have dumped him in the cold
No one to love and hold
Very pathetic the story she told
She’s gone with a man that can spend
Oh, its true big girls don’t send
Only bills they care to offset
They run when there is nothing to get
So sorry, but you couldn’t meet the target
She has to go get the better
Valentine comes only once in a year
She couldn’t afford to spend the day with a yell
She will be back when your seeds yield
But too fragile to help you tilt the field
Don’t let this kill your spirit
when money come, love will be right
valentine will be sweet and tight
she will be steady and ready
when the soup becomes sweety and meaty
she will be loving and caring
unable to live without your cuddling
but today you are alone in this your thinking
