This isn't a poem.
This is a note. For you.
It may not bear any real significance for you.
But to me, it means everything.
You are my first real love.
My amour de ma vie.
I can't live without you.
You are the most important to me.
But, in light of things,
We're both always depressed.
I'm afraid, until you make a decision
There will be no rest.

Living without you is a life undesirable
And seeing you back with him
Is a pain indescribable
When will you come to your senses
And see that my love for you
Is absolutely, undeniably relentless

I'm doing this for us
I saw we had potential
And it's not only looks
You're smart and inventful

I apologize for my audacity
I'm not gonna give up.
That'd be a catastrophe
But this is taking away the absolute last of me

And this is something it hurts me to say
A choice must be made
Both options have consequences,
But it's a choice either way.

I love you.