I don’t have feelings. I’m in love with you and I’m writing poems. I don’t have
feelings and I’m writing poems for you and feeling sicker as I go on. I’m writing poems for you because I don’t have feelings. I’m in love with you and writing poems is the only way I can stop breathing weird. Maybe switch to Twitter.

I don’t have feelings. I’m in love with you and I’m writing poems for you. I write these poems and put your name on them because I feel like you should probably know how much I think about you but I can’t even say it to you directly. I mean, I say all the time, but not directly, like everything I do, and showing you these poems is kind of a cop out but I feel like that is how I have to do it. Maybe call in sick tomorrow.

I don’t have feelings. I’m in love with you and I’m writing poems for you and
feeling sadder because I don’t think I’m worth the time.