I know it was real
Yet the timing was a bitch
I loved you more than anything
I ever loved
I screamed at you stating that
the poems I wrote and still write
is not about you
I lied
They always are
Everything is about you
The tears I cried
The books I read
The notes I write
Everything is about you
I used to hate coffee
But when I found you adored it
I started buying T-shirts...