Dear Alexandra:

Dear Alexandra:
I miss you.
I didn’t mean to diss you.
I’ll never reprimand ya
again, if you just take me back today.
I sound like a lover, and it sounds gay
but you gotta face it: take me back, and I’ll be back to
stay.

It’s been a few weeks, and you’re probably still mad.
Shit, if I was you, I’d be too.
Or maybe a trifle or a tad
OVER mad,
Say…idk…
Maybe…ballistic?
But if you can forgive me,
I’ll face your music,
I’ll take it like it is,
I’ll give you your due,
If you’ll just hear me out.
I’ll see you today, and we’ll have a talk, or maybe a few,
And I’ll never doubt
You again. Ever.