To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern,
Actually, you’re the one that should be concerned.
I would say your name but even when I call on your name
You still don’t listen.
As you can see, I’m angry.
My fists ball up like the Arthur meme
And I can’t stand you anymore.
You, however, never leave my mind.
I wish for the times we had
To go back in time
So I can relive them again.
You’re literally my equal,
But what we had
I know it will never be a sequel.
Nothing will be the same
If you come back to my life again.
I wished you would have told me your thoughts
Before you dragged through this relationship
Leaving me with thoughts
I just thought
That
What we have will be forever.
But I guess it will take
45 cries, I mean minutes!
To get back together.
KIT, (Keep In Touch)
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