No roses to buy, no hands to hold,
No whispered secrets, no stories told.
Just me and the wind, a quiet sky,
Watching the world as love drifts by.
No sweet good mornings, no texts to read,
No heart-shaped chocolates, no plans to lead.
Yet, in this stillness, I find my way,
Valentine’s just another day.
But love’s not only in cards and wine,
It’s in the stars, in the way they shine.
It’s in old songs, in dreams I weave,
In the hope that love won’t leave.
So here I sit, no heart to miss,
Yet life still holds its quiet bliss.
For love will come, in time, in light,
Until then, I’ll be alright.
No whispered secrets, no stories told.
Just me and the wind, a quiet sky,
Watching the world as love drifts by.
No sweet good mornings, no texts to read,
No heart-shaped chocolates, no plans to lead.
Yet, in this stillness, I find my way,
Valentine’s just another day.
But love’s not only in cards and wine,
It’s in the stars, in the way they shine.
It’s in old songs, in dreams I weave,
In the hope that love won’t leave.
So here I sit, no heart to miss,
Yet life still holds its quiet bliss.
For love will come, in time, in light,
Until then, I’ll be alright.