I wrote you a poem.
I wrote you a letter.
I wrote something about love.
Some things I've never done before.The letter, it's now gone.
What inside, I don't remember
I just know I said a few things
About how it beganAnd how I never thought of endings.
YOU ARE READING
Z.
RandomI was able to write these things for him but was unable to let him read any of these.