Before The Evening Ends

I guess I’ll always be that guy who falls in love with your smile every time you do it.

I guess I’ll always fall in love with the way you carry yourself.

I guess I’ll always fall in love with the way you dress.

I guess I’ll always fall in love the first time you called my name — the way you call my name.

I guess I’ll always fall in love with your bravery, your wits, your words and your thoughts that still remain unmoved.

I guess I’ll always be that guy who sends you long messages which you find really boring to pay attention to. (I’m sorry but I just want you to know what I feel and that it’s all real.)

I guess I’ll always fall in love with how you react to every message I sent to you.

I guess I’ll always find you beautiful no matter how hard people try to make you look like a mess.

I guess I’ll always hope for the best.

I guess I’ll always fall in love with your personality.

I guess I’ll always be that guy who smiles like an idiot every time your name pops up on my phone.

I guess I’ll always fall in love with you and with everything you are,

changing nothing

accepting everything.

But if one day you find someone better than me

please don’t be afraid to tell me.

I’ll be happy for you

because that’s what true love is all about.

Loving without asking something in return.

Loving even if you don’t receive the same damn thing in return.

Loving in a way no one else would understand.

So if you see me one day,

alone and thinking deep

with a pen and a paper in front of me,

please know that you’re the one I’m writing about.

You are the ink in my pen,

the letter in every word,

the figure in my speeches

and the mark in my paper heart.

I’m still hoping that one day you’ll tell me that I have a chance to win your heart even if I don’t ask.

-Brainflower