Valentine’s day has wasted me away
I cannot search for these things anymore
Is this a curse for me, I cannot say
Why could I not find what I had wished for
In days of old, I felt I was too young
To court or have relations with a girl
I was scared too and lost air in my lungs
They would walk by and my insides would curl
Experience lacked when I got older
I had never spoken to a female
Years went by; I began to feel colder
Sadness seemed the end of my lifelong tale
I grew wiser in years and felt less pain
Though lonely sometimes, sun shines through the rain
James Pack 