• I wrote a book of poems
    Everyone about you
    I threw it out one day
    I really don't know why

    Every single poem
    Was like a therapy
    It brought me closer and closer
    to the answer that I seeked

    Years ago, this book I wrote
    Senior year it was
    almost 4 years after we parted ways
    and still it was you in my heart

    the book of poems I wrote for you
    I wish I had it today
    two years have passed since wrote the last word
    then I threw it away

    if I had poems of you
    i would send them in the mail
    no return adress, no name
    and hope you'd know who I was