Letter to:

Dear loved one.

Remember me and the nights we shared

You would call me and I'd be right there

Put my picture in a frame

Look into my face to see the guy who loved to break

His heart. Into a thousand different pieces

Just to keep the ones he liked the least

Spread it all throughout the skies

But alone in bed he lies

Surrounded, crowded, packed, but hollow

Beginning and end of all my sorrow.