He was all I ever wanted,

And more than I’ve ever needed,

The loss he has faced,

The way he was thrown away,

Like no one even cared for him,

The kindness he has shown me,

The anguish in his eyes,

The pain he tries to disguise,

My feelings deepen, 

Knowing I feel this way,

But afraid of what he would say,

Not telling til I couldn’t hold it in,

Knowing he was right for me,

But knowing he wasn’t ready,

Realizing I can’t date,

And yet I want to disobey the rules,

I want to be the one to make him smile,

I want to be the one to disturb his thoughts,

I want him to see I’m the woman,

He wants me to be,

He says I am beautiful,

That no one could compare to me,

He makes me happy,

Makes me smile and laugh,

Something genuine happens when I’m around him,

He has given me a chance,

A chance to be his,

He has given me something no one else has truly given me,

A chance to be who I want to be with room for his suggestions,

To show him I cared I wrote in a notebook,

Too scared to show him,

Too scared to let it collect dust,

I showed him because I wanted no secrets,

In our love there wasn’t anything to hide,

But the way he showed his love was different than me,

He gave gifts and I gave words, 

The different languages of love,

But somehow we stayed together but not for long,

I tried everything to make him stay but what turns out is,

I couldn’t make him happy,

The ways I tried to get him to stay,

Didn’t matter cause when it came down to it he was unhappy,

And all I actually wanted was for him to be happy, 

and if he was happy without me so be it,

I just really hoped that one day we could be together,

For our love was magical,

And a love this true belongs somewhere in this crazy world,

The crazy thing is I waited for him not getting hooked on anyone else,

But trying to date to get over him,

Because if I can’t make him happy,

All that matters is that he is happy,

Because my happiness level is okay when he is happy,

And when it’s okay I’m good with who I am,

Who I am? 

I’m the girl no one notices but when they do,

They are surprised at what they find!

Who was he?

He was the observer, 

A calm and gentle soul,

Who never meant any harm!

The way we kept fighting showed me we were different,

The way we held on showed us our love,

The love we still have and always will,

Because you never quite forget you’re first love,

And he was my first love,

But he makes me realize,

I wasn’t his,

The way he would talk of his ex,

The way his eyes would light up,

Made me realize he still loved her,

And that hurt me,

So we had to separate 

If he still loved her,

Could he possibly love me?

The answer is yes just not as strong,

He may have, loved her but he loved me as well which is why I know,

That we will happen again,

And our love will be as strong as ever,

No matter who tries to stop us we will come out on top,

In the end love always wins!!!