Black on Black Arts


Everyday's Valentines Day


I know I don't tell you I love you as much as I should.
I know I don't take you out like I use to.
I know you feel that I take you for granted.
So today im a love you like you deserve.
Today im not gonna take you for granted im a take advantage.
Tonight it's all about you.
Tonight I rededicate myself to you.
Tonight baby no friends, no sports and no phone.
Here and now I belong to you and you to me.
For tonight and the rest of our lives when I'm with you everydays
Valentines Day.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 19, 2013
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  • Inas Essa (9/29/2013 3:12:00 PM)

    Tonight baby no friends, no sports and no phone. Very important.
    Nice one. (Report) Reply

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