We'll Always Have Valentine's

My Broken Heart

This thing we had 

started so suddenly

and ended so quickly.


I was never able

to call you mine

as we flirted secretly

behind the cubicle walls.


But the hushed giggles

and knee carresses

only lasted a week.


Soon we had realized

the adrenline rush

wasn't worth our jobs. 


At least we'll always have

those "intimate conversations"

and those private confessions.


We'll always have Valentine's. 

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