An: This poem was something I made up. No, I am not dead, no, neither is he. Any other questions I’ll be glad to answer.

Death by Love

I write this note,

For someone close,

Someone who will never know,

Will know I see him

Watch him play.

I watch him take my breath away.

He falls in love,

But with another,

And three years soon,

She is the mother.

I am gone, and

He’ll never find,

My heart carved out

And left behind,

Hell never know,

The words I said,

Hell never know,

Quit how I’m dead,

But for him,

Ill leave a clue,

My death, my darling,

Was caused

By you.