Ah, my lovely dear, I wish and desire
That you would read my writings ode to you…
The fact that no things ‘licite echo brings ire
And deep sorrow, like you told me adieu
Yet still I write for I love you so, with
My poet’s heart. I miss your eyes, dark and
Deep, like the void which separates our myth.
Your smile, a rare sight, stamp’d me with a brand.
I miss your beautiful, light brown form,
So caramel sweet, yet sweeter is your
Laugh. Eccentric as you are, ***** the norm!
I love the confidence, so easy you pour
My darling, Kel, distance makes my heart grow
Yet soon like a balloon, it’ll break and blow.
I fell in love, but t'was not meant to last, seeing as she was forced to move home to California. I tried to maintain some sort of relationship, but this beautiful soul, who was once so kind to me, grew cold and unresponsive.