Was this a sweet poem for my incarcerated ex g/f?!

Was this a sweet poem for my incarcerated ex g/f?

It's rough here at night,
So dark and damp and creepy,
I hope the night I get out,
You're home and you're sleepy.

I tracked you on my laptop,
GPS is great for sure,
I don't know what this disease is,
But I'm sharing it with you for sure.

I made a razor from my toothbrush,
my bunkmate benchpresses guards,
The night we both bust out of here,
I'm cutting you to shards.

I miss the way you held me tight,
That night before you kissed Beck,
You promised me a double wide,
Now I'll keep yours and add a deck.

Don't fret my love as the time nears,
I shall see you very soon,
I've learned some things from my Butch,
That will make you howl at the moon.

I swear you are so romantic. Were you in LaGrange? Is that you Cooter?