Valentine’s Day is,
‘Honey, let me show you my love through this diamond
Hope the shine don’t outshine me
Don’t mind.
I only spent a fortune, but it was worth it.’
Happy Valentine’s Day.
I guess I have to show you my love by
Embracing consumerism and buying you something,
And I hope it has a heart on it, somewhere.
Because mine ain’t enough, you see,
So instead of wearing my heart on my sleeve,
It’ll be on the foot of this 49.99 bear I got you.
Valentine’s Day.
I know you’ll get mad, baby,
At the fact that I’d rather be ‘Netflixin an chillin’
Like it was another day—
You want flowers and a date, don’t you?
And somethin’ expensive.
Because the numbers in that price might
Give you insight into how much I love you?
Maybe a five-star French restaurant where
I can’t pronounce what’s on the menu—but, baby,
I want to make love to you,
Why you so busy starin’ at Jared?
Can we push aside these formalities,
Have
Naked, simple love for each other…
Happy Valentine’s Day.
I feel an obligation to get you something,
But why should I? It’s Valentine’s Day every day for us,
Right?
Valentine’s Day is…
Candle lit dinners in my living room—
Why do you want to go out so bad?
To show off that new diamond I got you maybe?
Yeah, it’s pretty, babe,
I hope prettier than the last.
I know one thing I want to last:
That smile on your face.
Not because I got you something for Valentine’s Day,
But because I put love songs in your head,
Because I become your personal stand-up comedian,
Because the thought of me makes you want to gyyyrate,
Because you know that I love you.
Instead, we over here and I’m thinkin’ about next Valentine’s Day.
But I’m tired of smelling dying flowers,
Tired of tryin’ to match the last diamond I got you…
And I can’t stand those deflating balloons in your room.
It kills the mood.
Isioma West 