Valentine

She stood upfront the mirror
At night brushing her teeth
When she played her whole day
On and on repeat.
Yes it was a perfect day
For her, may be for him?
She flushed at the thought of her
Blushing all over the street.
Different people
Having different perception
Of what is called perfect,
For her, this was it
A day that had passed so well.
Each emotion, each feeling
Still digs deep inside her head.
Lying inside her blanket
She wonders why he still hasn't?
Asked that very question
Which her heart longs for then.
She picks up her phone
With courage and fear,
To ask him, the very same.
When her eyes filled up with joy
May be a tear instead.
It was him,
His message
Of what she waited for long,
And it stated, those nine letters,
Ever thine, ever mine,
Dear,
Will you be,
My VALENTINE? ♥
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Ps: pure fiction, written on Valentines day, posted a little late. Hope you all had an amazing one this year. :)