I could write you a blackboard full of everything I felt for you
Then leave it bare as I close the door.
I could let it go and try to move on,
But this one I want you to know, my fair love.
You could open up to someone else,
Let them see everything.
But please don't fret when all they is nothing,
Cause even you haven't fully seen it yet
And I'm terribly sorry my friend, my love.
You never knew the depth of what was left,
Written bare on that blackboard I left.
But my hopes are still with it,
That someday you will, see!