only a mere day. no real importance.

for to love on the day of love is frivoulous.
to make out on the day where everyone else is means nothing.

those chocolates, those flowers,
the store-bought chliche cards --

               ought to come late.

because it's the after-valentine's love that counts.
the no-hype kisses that really matter.

and don't you agree?

love should be forever.