14 February 2013
Cynicism borne from offering my love only to be degraded, No fireworks nor singing birds, a happy soul, yet jaded.
With a special someone my life could be a little bit richer but I've never found a keeper, Money can't buy me love, but the professional kind is a hell of a lot cheaper.
If I found a mate that added value I might then disagree, But until that wish upon a star, Im glad my valentine is me.
Can't Buy Me Love • Opuss № I