That Valentine's Day 7 years ago was my favorite yet;

One that I won't allow myself to forget.

Eleven thirty was when I discovered,

That you had chosen me as your lover.

Sure we were merely 9 and 8,

But better now than too late.

The chocolate heart had made me smile.

Then tears had swum to my eyes after a while.

Despite the fact that we never speak anymore,

I still love you and ignore our unspoken war.

My love for you will never wane,

Despite your looks that give me pain.

No matter what you deny,

You can't ignore your heart's cry.

I will wait for you my love,

Even if I'm waiting from up above.