February Fourteenth

you see this?
this is my heart before I know you
cold, stiff, dark.
and full with a really - really bad stuff.

but now after I know you
my heart starts to grow
it finally filled with sugar,
butterfly,
flower,
and a lot of sweet things.

but then in just one blow
you turned my heart into one little tiny dot

and I can’t blame you for that

because I’m the one who start it all and again,
I’m the one who let my heart sinking

I don’t need you because the more I grow fonder of you,

the more I wish we were strangers again

oh wait, we already are