February, the month of love
It is the month of beautiful memories, of me getting close to you, of you making me feel home.
It is the month of rapid heartbeats, as you smile to me, as you walked with me.
It is the month of pure pain, down in my heart, down as you go away.
It is the of month of sacrifice, my sleep, my sanity, my dreams, my life.
And disappointment.