A Simple Letter
It was scented
Not of fragrance, but of her.
Written in black ink on white paper.
With words that express sadness and regret.
O' that letter I'll sha'll never forget.
She was saying goodbye,
But the question was why?
What happened, what went wrong?
Thoes questions don't matter now,
Because she's already gone.
So now I wonder,
What do I do?
I guess I'll wait for her,
Forever,
If I have to.
Maybe somehow this will all be for the better,
Amazing how one's life can change,
Because of a simple letter.