Dear Emma,
By now you should know, I have been stalking you.
It's been three years already, but I now say adieu.
I will no longer be your stalker, as I have little time.
Before my final farewell, I wrote you this rhyme.
It was great while it lasted, as I stared through your glass.
But I noticed you got, a little more flab on your ass.
It has become less exciting, to peek in your room.
To only find that you, are keeping less groomed.
I have watched you so often, your wardrobe so small.
Now I have seen every outfit, and memorized them all.
You should really go shopping, and find new things to wear.
For your once hour-glass figure, which is now like a pear.
It no longer fits the way, you look when you dress like a slut.
Yet you belly hangs out, not to mention so does your butt.
You don't keep as clean, and it is not fun to stare.
When you wake up each morning, with a mop for your hair.
It took effort to get just a glimpse, of once beautiful skin.
Now you just walk around naked, and when spotted just grin.
You watch the same movies, and wear the same clothes.
You talk about nothing, and look like cheap third street hos.
The last Thirty-times I called, you actually stayed on the line.
Soon you were talking so long, you were wasting my time.
I called to listen about you, not your car or your pup.
You talked on and on with nothing, soon it was I that hung up.
It is so boring to watch you, doing the same things again.
Each night watching movies, while you drool over men.
It has become even creepy, when I follow your rack.
That you will soon look my way, and then follow me back.
Even worse is that now, my binoculars point toward your house.
Expecting to see you, in a skirt and a cute blouse.
But there you are sitting, in sweater that's frayed.
With a telescope looking, and pointing my way.
No longer will people ask, for your number and a date.
Tracking your movements, has become mundane as of late.
So this is my final word, I officially just plain quit.
Because any effort to stalk you, is just not worth it.
- Your stalker.
P.S. How depressing would it be to actually get this from a stalker?
Best of wishes in all thy future endeavors & ♥ ∞,
— the one without shade



