Once upon a time, this guy I knew
fell for me and I fell for him, too.
We talked all day and sometimes all night.
Soon enough I loved him with all of my might.
I learned his favorite color and the size of his shoe,
his favorite book, movie, and rock band, too.
I told him things I'd never said before.
We had those fights about who loves who more.
He'd sing me songs when I couldn't sleep.
He'd hold me when I was sad and just let me weep.
He would remember even the smallest of things
like how I dreamt of being an angel with beautiful wings.
He'd take me on long walks, holding my hand.
He made me feel like I was flying and never would land.
He made all of the colors look so much lighter.
It was as if the sun was shining ten times brighter.
He'd give me his jacket whenever I got cold.
He told me he'll love me when I get old.
I promised him our differences would never tear us apart.
He alone holds the single key to my heart.
It's crazy to think we began as just friends.
Hopefully, my love, this never does end.