I love Valentine’s Day. Unabashedly and without remorse.
But the chocolates and teddy bears aren’t the reason.
It’s the bad love poems. The punny heart jokes. The corny movies. I just love when people put their heart into something, even if it comes out bad.
So, here’s some short poems that I’ve come up with for fun. No judgments here, I hope. But if you feel so inclined to outdo me, feel free to leave it in the comments.
Your love for me is like a bad haircut. It isn’t what I asked for but I’m living with it.
Your love for me is like French fries. A little salty and usually bad for me. But I crave you anyway.
My love for you is like a cold. My chest is full and it’s hard to breathe.
Your love for me is like the sun. Sort of blinding and it makes me sweaty.
My love for you is like a little black dress in the back of my closet. Always waiting for a special occasion and not fitting like I remembered.
Our love is a wrinkled curtain. It doesn’t look good, but it does the job.
My love for you is like lip balm. I’m always losing it before it’s quite done.
My love for you is a different language. You don’t understand it.
Our love is a pickle. A little sour, but served on every plate.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Bailey Dailey 