It's very late out there
guess the time
the lights are on still
so i'm writing a poem
for a valentine,

the latest left me at the station,
my goodbyes stayed in her tears
while leaving with the train yesterday,

on the next minute
she was calling me,
thanking for the good time
we share, begging for more,
whishing the best in the future
for us a happy start for a deadly end

see,
she was invited in the evening
by a friend of hers i never mind
it's cool she would not be alone
at her own in her home,
she was tired, she was happier
for the joys we had earlier
sooner she will talk
about her in the date
which will turn in a debate
and last almost all night long
the guy was smart and cool
she appreciated that
and the more she feels at ease
the more i was going crazy,
Jalousy setting and madness
driving me to the lodge of siliness
i was drunk without a cup of liquour
i was angry with no purpose,
my strain builds my pain step by step,

i started teasing her
with my jokes but she did not like it
i find another way to continue
but she was getting upset,
and now we are in troubles
it's funny how we could pass
from treasure and pleasure
to simply nothing,

never take things for granted
that's it definately.