Shadows of February

In February’s gentle sway,
Lovers whisper sweet and near,
A heart-shaped shadow marks the day,
As I watch, consumed by fear.

Roses bloom in vibrant red,
Chocolates melt in warm embrace,
Yet here I sit with thoughts unsaid,
In this lonely, crowded space.

Laughter rings with sweet delight,
As envy whispers deep inside;
I ache for love both day and night,
While joy feels distant, nearly died.

Yet beneath this bitter view,
A flicker shines, faint but bright,
For every heart that breaks in two
Can find its path back to the light.

MAD Missy