Famous Letter

It was that time of stage, when I couldn’t speak out My love for her, although I had to confess That I love her for real with no doubt. Then the idea came: write letter to the press. Maybe I had to write just as easy as I had to tell, For rescue from my psychological prison. Still untold, love scared me just like the animal I can’t spell Still unfold, but I had to unfold it, for one reason. Thence the idea took course and was implemented And the whole nation read and she too. So when I heard, she had already commented to people saying that she loved me too. Love began as quick as kick start And memories began as soon as we start