Gathering the remnants,
Of scattered valentines,
Drifting in the wind,
Scarlet and pink,
The sweetness faded,
Into a yellowish tint,
And cursive script,
Curling in blackened tips,
Telling a story,
Of what might have once been,
The valentines of yesterday,
Or fairytales of today,
On heart-shaped papers,
Singing memories,
In whispering voices,
Of scented sheets,
Remembering as sweethearts speak.
~Rei Shiori
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