you,
who asks me about my days at night
who listens when I speak
who remembers my favorite things
who learns my words and repeats them
who understands in the silence
who reads in between my lines
who tells me sweet nothings that mean everything
who holds me tight and tells me it’s okay to hold you back
who doesn’t mind me letting go now and then
who feeds me bites of your dinners
who fixes my hair when I’m not looking
who helps me stay sane
who breaks down all my walls
who is oblivious to it all,
it’s all you.
and I,
who wants something more
who sits in the dark and wonders
who longs to hold you tighter
who watches and waits and pines
who feels afraid of his own feelings
who fears of rejection and hatred
who flies like Icarus towards his sun anyways
who cannot abandon his affections for you
who speaks to the moon about you
who asks if our stars will ever align
who dreams of happily ever afters with you
who wakes up to your smile and dies inside
who lives with the highest hopes regardless
who is simply a boy with love,
for another—
you.