Dear Gray,
You were my favorite letter
out of all the offer,
but then you chose to let go
because of my undefying ego
You were my favorite number
out of all the offer,
but then I chose the wrong decision
because I know that it will make you to the right direction
For now it won't take you forward
but you'll thank me afterwards
I made this poem from my heart. It wasn't really directly to you — erm, I am lying. It was actually for you :)
I sounded so dramatic, phew. but please, forgive me.
-g.b