I wrote a poem.
I deleted it.
I wrote another one.

I can't seem to put the words together.
I cannot compare you to any
thing I can think of.

You were a mistake
I can't seem to forget.
A drug I can't seem to
stop thinking of.
It was fun while it lasted.

But tonight, I let go.
I forgive myself.
I forgive you.
I let you go.