To Whom It May Concern:I once had a MUSE. Whose eyes I knew. Or so I believed. But I missed all the clues. With love I pursued. Though our pasts were confused. I patiently waited for my time's "I Do"s. But her heart was bruised. So she misconstrued. That my heart's only wish was that she never lose. But she could not choose. With lies she eschewed. And has left all my love for my heart to recuse.
Sincerely,
me
