Hello there~
I'm here for the poetry contest.
Hmmm ... let's see ...
The day of hearts, they all say
is a day that all love and enjoy.
But here I am, I sit and stay
feeling much like a broken toy.
I had much hope that on this day
my dreams would finally come true.
That he would come running to me
with a bouquet and say "For you."
But it was just a fantasy,
a dream, a wish, a fairy tale.
For in this world, this reality
is harsh, and it had made me frail.
He loved another who never loved him.
My sister, my confidant, who took him on a whim.
And my entry for the heart contest:
- [+] SPOILER