To the man I once learned to love.
To the person who made me feel like I could be human.
To the individual who had brought a new look in my life
Who had brought life back into my eyes
Who had brought me out of my shell
Who had held me close
And kissed me passionately
The man who I showed myself to and didn't turn away in disgust.
The catalyst to my emotion
The beat in my heart
The existence in my breath
The spark to my fire.
But.
To the man who took that all away.
The same damn condensed atom set, 
the same walking skeleton with flesh
The same deep eyes, cute nose, and wonderful scent.
Who Had turned me away.
Who had turned to me with an excuse that no one should hear.
Who had turn this romance into the sick cliche of a book.
"Its. Not you. It's me"
To the man who shattered my heart on that cold October night
Just outside the building I called home.
To the one who wanted nothing more than a simple friendship
The human who had been able to have seen me as one he cared for
Who simply blinked
And it was like nothing happened.
To the man I loved dearly
The one who I ached for .
The one who I care for
Who I cherished.
The man... that I must let go of...