I wanted to let you know,
I've written this poem for you...

Wish i could hack away at these feathered white...
I don't deserve your guardian image, i am not...

He's the reject guy with the funny hair,
likes to draw attention and make people stare...

Tears smudge my words on the page,
as they become eligible and the whole room is...

How could you understand how i feel about you,
Everyday i think about you...

Like our dreams and wishes scraped from a hopeful...
One day we might get on that plane and fly far...

When i get in a car,
When i walk down the street...

Its been so long i cannot call your bluff,
you've messed me around with too much stuff...

I met you when we were four,
since we began to run this floor...

Maybe it's irony, why i try,
I open my mouth but out comes a sigh...

What you said some weeks ago,
It has made me feel so low...

You leave me time and time again,
To go to Wales for weeks on end...