Title: A Letter for You
This was my letter to you,
Probably the last in few
Pensively waiting in pew
Believe, it's not hate for you.
It wasn't just to proclaim
How much in love I am
The moment you came
So crazily acclaim.
No regrets, no shame
Yet greedy, I became
Never viewed this as game
I called only your name.
Things turned sour
I blamed me for hour
Possessively lour
I turned myself dour.
I wasn't ready to bend
Only thy love could mend
How this heart you rend
Left alone to fend.
The last spectrum of hope
of us together was dope
Letting you go was trope
Still be happy, I'll lope.
Forever thankful I'll be
For still meeting thee
My picky heart was wee
You turned to be my lee.