It’s simple, this love.

That, I know, is beyond true.

So, here’s the story, my love.

From me, to you. 

It started so small,

Unseen by green or blue.

But I should have foreseen what

My heart, quicker, knew.

The spark was so quiet, 

The reaction of my heart unheard. 

But slowly, surely, 

My vision became… blurred. 

It was magnetic, I realized

This tug between our hearts.

I was pulled to follow you and 

Let you lead me through the dark.

Each day, I would hope and pray 

And hope some more

For just a little bit of your attention

And your love and your lore.

Each spark I received

Made up the sparkle in my eyes.

He has to know, I would think,

For it was all in my eyes.

I can still picture each spark; 

A turn up of a grin, a glimmer of an eye;

That all built up and made me think

“Gosh, I could die.”

But, alas, there time passed

One passing period at a time

And I went on

Somehow, to the sparkle in your own eyes, blind.

Everyone else was convinced,

“He’s totally feeling the same!”

And though I didn’t believe them,

Here’s how I saw you in my brain:

He would ride the train of my thoughts

Free of charge, all the time.

But I truly never thought 

He’d want to be mine.

He’d hang out the window,

Hair haphazardly blown by the wind.

But as the world would fly by,

I’d gaze at him. 

These feelings I hid,

Believing them to live only in my mind, 

And so, how shocked I was when I learned…

…you wanted to be mine. 

I didn’t believe you at first.

I really didn’t, my love.

Because who could want me

When… well, that would mean it was really me that you loved. 

But slowly, surely,

Just as it was from the start,

You showed me you loved me,

And let me open up my heart. 

And suddenly, there time sped,

The passing periods flying by. 

And now, I can look back and see

We were in love the whole time. 

Your hand in mine 

Is always on my mind, 

The sparkles in my eyes 

So bright, I’ve practically gone blind.

I hope you see it too, love,

Through the sparkles in your own eyes.

And I hope you know that

For you, I’m okay with going blind. 

And that was just the start,

However many passing periods ago.

I can’t wait to let all my time pass with you,

And to never let you go. 

I write this for you, my love,

For my love is truly for you.

It’s simple, this love.

          yours truly, to you.