This is my note To Whom It May Concern,
About a boy I loved so dear until
His heart was too clear I couldn’t discern

What his true intentions were, so I fell.
I see beyond his darkness and what he
Hides, in his eyes are secrets he won’t tell,

I thought he was an angel to break me
I hid from his eyes, until I was blind,
I had forgotten how he had made me see.

I forgot he had been so very kind,
I believed intentions were not true.
It was all a game made up by my mind

I’ll tell you a secret, I would stay through
Good, bad, forever and always, just you.