Made with a graphite pencil.
A small poem writtem by me. PS - background photography credit goes to me as well.
Explanation of the poem :-
Truth isn't always true - Truth isn't always what it seems to be.
If only I could previse through - If only I was able to predict this thing earlier.
This wouldn't have been ensue - This wouldn't have been the result (hypothetically, talking about the break up/parting ways which also is mentioned in the 4th line).
And I weren't to say adieu - If I knew the truth at start, I would hopefully have made things better at an early stage and there wouldn't have been any need to say goodbye.