To the lion who slaughtered the ram.
Unlike every ode to ending love,
This will not contain my pains,
for the way I have been treated shows you deserve nothing from me,
I would have gave you anything,
I changed for me,
To be a better man for you,
I gave you love, respect and amazing amounts of gratitude,
Writing poetry to you,
In which my only rival was Shakespeare,
That now I look back on and wish I never shared,
I thought you would of loved me,
The more I showed you that I cared,
What a beginner’s mistake,
I should have never let you seen the fear,
That’s to bad you didn’t figure out I wasn’t like most guys,
For I always spoke the truth to you and never told a lie,
I never judged you by what you have ever done,
If that wasn’t enough you could have trusted me with anyone’s life,
Cause Chris is only living to make sure no one has to cry,
But I am only human,
The reason you never seen me cruel, hate or the peak of mad,
Is because I was saving it for the one who touched you bad,
I threw fits of rage over that when no one was surrounding,
I swore I would have killed him or beaten him a half an inch away from death,
You have no idea of the holes I put in walls and cracks in tile when I thought of the bad things that have happened or might happen to you,
But I can say I was never a fake,
I always kept it real and told you what I felt,
If anything I never acted more me when with you then anyone else,
I will never forget you by the scattered scars and the tattoo on my back,
I don’t hate or hold a grudge against you.
Even though it’s over I still pray for good things to happen to you,
I hope you do good in school,
Cause I always thought of you as intelligent,
Respect and take of yourself,
You’re a wonderful person,
You have taught me many things in 5 and a half months,
2 that I recently learned,
1. Never show how you feel.
2. Love was never real
This is the last letter you shall receive,
Just needed to get these final things off my chest,
I can’t say all I need to in a text,
And could never gather all my thought to say it out load.
From,
Christopher
(Just a memory now)