Not Ordinary Poetry:

What if I tell you that the sky is red?
Would you still have such a beautifull name?

I don't think so...
But believe it for now.

Because when I think of you, my heart turns bluer than ever.
And if you weren't there, I'll turn damn red.

That's not right at all, isn't it?
 In fact... It is, actually.

If you have figured out nothing, I have everything to worry.
Because you mean nothing to me.
You are nothing for me.

Now you can stop believing.
And let me explain it one more time.

Everything on this letter means nothing to me.
Also the roses are blue.
The sky is red.
And your name isn't beautiful and sad in the same magic way.