Untitled Poetry

Fourty

I guess that
All I ever wanted was
For you to love me.
Now,
I know that you wouldn't
Love me as much
As I love you,
But I wanted you to
Love me nonetheless.
You just mean
Everything to me,
And I guess I wanted
To mean everything to you too.
I wanted to be as
Special as you are.
I know that you'll never love
Me in the same way,
But take what's left of me,
Because I have enough love
For the both of us.