Is the coast clear?  Did you actually believe the words written on the card? Don’t you wish that all the people who could express their true feelings do so? Have the flowers died?  Are the balloons beginning to deflate? Did you get the special Valentine’s Dinner offer? Do you have any more candy left?  Has the bubbly gone out the campaign? Were you playing the Isley Brother’s throwback, Love The One You With?  Were you singing Rude Boys and Gerald Levert, Written All Over Your Face?  Were you caught up in the Red Moment?  Are you seeing Red?  How many people out there in the universe think Valentine’s Day is OVERRATED?  Are you mad because everything you purchase is now on clearance?  Do you feel like you want to put your relationship on clearance? There are 365 days in a year on a regular note and 1 extra day allowed in 2016. Did I strike a nerve? Don’t Spoil It!

 

 

 

There was plenty of TIME to pour the wine.

Did you forget or fail to do so?

I could not read was Written All Over Your Face.

I’m confused, angry and caught up in a bind.

Where is your navigational device, Robinson Crusoe?

Shipwrecked again! What a sin!  Is it so hard for you to find my place?

 

 

 

Baby! You know it doubles and I have boo-coo trouble with any type of directions.

Time escapes me and totally flies by.

This navigational device failed and really stinks.

I made a WRONG TURN so I call my BOI’s for protection.

Pharrell, Bruno, and Will I Am won’t LIE.

OMG! You bought the device for me. Forgive me, Baby, I didn’t think.

 

 

 

There will be no cuddle or huddle at this address.

Don’t bother to give me your worthless card.

I tried to be understanding when you said the words don’t come out right.

Take your dead flowers and your deflated balloons so I can clean up this mess.

Your clothes will be out in the yard.

Tell your Posse your lady got bossy. You are lucky you did not get a knuckle-soup fight.

 

 

 

Baby! I know the dinner did not make me a winner.

I am sorry I ate some of your candy on the way.

Hey! How was I supposed to know the champagne was flat?

A few pieces of candy missing won’t help you look thinner.

That was a rotten and awful thing for me to say.

It was a slip of the lip but Baby I did not call you fat.

 

 

 

I wanted to scream and shout as I sat there pouring my heart out.

So I began to sing Chaka Khan’s, My Funny Valentine.

What happened next didn’t EVEN seem real.

This Brother had used up all of his clouts.

Yes, I was tipsy but not drunk nor out of mind.

What did you say Boo? You know you’re through. I’m sober and here’s the deal.

 

 

 

Wait for a minute baby! You’re driving me crazy. It’s just a simple mistake.

My tongue got twisted and I pronounced your name wrong.

I struggle with expressive/receptive language and a speech impediment.

I’m starting to get a massive headache.

I’ve tried everything plus a  dance and a song.

Really! This argument is silly. Don’t make me get belligerent.

 

 

 

It’s a shame you blame the UNINTENTIONAL BEHAVIORS.

Your CHOICE was to LIE and bring on the external commotion.

Critical thinking and logic is the sum of cold cognition.

Word Up! Bro, you are not the only man nor my savior.

I did not CHOOSE but was born not understanding my internal emotions.

Look me up. I will Hook you up. GOOGLE NLD RECOGNITION.

 

Don’t Spoil It.