The only certainty in life is its ambiguity.
‘Tomorrow never comes’ They say.
Dreams spun, like webs, can be broken.
Plans often turned to disarray.
But still the optimistic heart,
Ever hopeful, ever true .
Beats behind this poem,
Penned, my love, for you.
Consistent in my feelings,
If not stronger with time.
I still proclaim my love for you
My special Valentine.