Eyes dead to the world Emotions switched to off A flame that once burned bright Burned down and out Love given does not equal received Emotions returned addressee unknown You are just someone in a crowd Literally just one in a million Such a precious gift to be tossed aside I’m Last year’s valentine There must be a special on real love As you seem to think it’s easy to find Like a book on a shelf read once Loved and then left to gather dust You move on to the next thriller Hope you get your happy ending