I once met a boy named Kyle.

He was as gentle as a lamb,

He was also the reason why I decided to scram.

He was a boy who I once loved,

But he was also the reason why my heart was gloved.

I used to admire his pure heart,

I'd always think he looked like a real piece of art.

I continued to chase after him,

But when he acted cold, I decided to leave on a whim.

He was my bestfriend,

But I guess it's the end.

All I could say is that, I really hope you're happy,

Even though you're kinda crappy