My Valentine__3 Poem by ghetto gurl

The instant i opened the door,
Tones of reds and pinks fell to the floor.
I wondered if some were mine,
Maybe from my valentine.
The words sounded very sweet,
As the warmth fell over my head, under my feet.
I wish I would speak to my admirer soon.
A gift almost as big as the ocean or moon.
I wondered if it was mine,
Maybe from my valentine.
I almost thought I wanted it to be love,
But then I know I don't belive in such.
So I suppose I don't care much-
And I don't think I could even start to trust.
Because it could be just lust.
I belive I will know in time.
As I wonder if someone would be mine,
Maybe they'ed be my valentine.