Bloody Valentine

Loving hatred so splendid a song,
Better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all,
What they say sickens me,
Green grass where we used to talk, used to dream
and laugh is now covered in scorch marks,

Your smile it slowly S-P-R-E-A-D-S; ear to ear,
Claws are extended; glaring, waiting,
Primary school: sandpit and skipping ropes,
Junior school: hopscotch, backpacks,
High school: boys, make-up, cinema,
After school: a blur, a big nothing,

There you are, in your blue BMW,
As you were, but this time so real,
Radiance surrounds you, perfection...
...he is with you. Him. Mine, or
At least he used to be,
Childhood sweetheart, broken dreams,

Flawless skin, shoulders straight,
Continue down the city street,
Winding down the window,
Your chin held high,
I pull the trigger,
Sorry mate, but he is and always will be
My bloody valentine