Paper Promises

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You gave me a paper Valentine
Red, rushed, so
rough.

A facsimile offered as a sign
True, together and
tomorrow.

You gave me a paper Valentine
Certainly cautiously yet
carelessly.

A promise of what could be mine.
Tainted, torn and
tattered.

You gave me a paper Valentine
Clutched and crinkled then
crumpled.

A scrap laid upon my heart line
Loose, loved, now
lost.