Let me type this out
and remember it
because I don't want to
forget.
Not you.
Not any of it.
You sent me
a message saying:
"even if I got a girlfriend
you would come first"
and other nice things
that made me
smile.
I didn't know
how to reply.
You text me again
ten or fifteen minutes later
asking
if I was still awake.
(Of course I was.)
I said
"yeah, just trying
to figure out
how to reply
to the most perfect
person on the planet."
You said
"Becky, you put
the b i g g e s t smile
on my face."
I said
"to me, you are the most
freaking perfect person
I've ever met. And
I don't think that's ever
going to change."
You said
"I have never said this
but same to you.
You are the
kindest and funniest
person I have ever had
the privilege of knowing.
And every time I am
with you, talking to you
or thinking back to a time
when we laughed, I...
I am the happiest person
alive."
(You made me smile
more than you can ever
imagine.)
I then said something
I will never regret.
"I love you
and you are
the best thing
that's ever happened to me."
It's not a romantic love
but simply
unconditional.
And you replied
"I love you too.
My life wouldn't be...
right without you.
When I think of hell,
I just imagine a world
where I never knew you
and it is unbearable
to think of.
I need you in my life.
I am who I am
because of you."
(Do you even realise
how happy you make me?)
I said
"I never want to let you go."
You said
"I won't ever let you go,
Becky.
You are the most
important thing to me.
It's always been you."
I said
(almost crying
of happiness
with the biggest smile
on my face)
"you are the most important
thing to me as well."
Then we said
"love you, night."
When we saw each other
today at school
we both admitted
to have gone to bed
with huge smiles on our faces
and waking up with them
as well.
It was the first time
we ever said
"I love you" to
each other.
I guess that's kind of
sad
because we've been
joined at the hip
for over three years
but I'm glad
you feel the same
way that I do.
No-one will ever mean as much to me as you.
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