On Endless & Inspiring Love

Fedora.
Collared shirt.
A husky beside.

I felt a peculiar momentum of energy.
Butterflies came rushing inside me.
Heart beats faster than usual,
overwhelmed by a cause of excitement.

They call it love;
can make you cry and cray,
lets you experience joy and pain,
but inspires you to be the best version of yourself.

You never shined nor
even the type that is noticed all the time.
You were the quiet one.
Scrolling through his phone.
Silently humming Christian songs.

You were seated next to me as if the
universe has a plan.
We seldomly talked, we just always smiled.
Your smile was contagious.
It was a lovely sight.

You would randomly sing.
It sounded like a lullaby - you, my lullaby.
Sometimes, I find myself expecting, waiting.
And each time you do, my world becomes a better
place - you, my world.

Then you would express yourself,
in a way no one has ever done.
I love talking to you.
I love seeing you smile with me.

Day by day, I don't want to see you.
Instead, I prefer feeling your heart.
Pure. White. Kind.
A heart perfectly fit for love.

I felt joy.
I became cray.
They call it 'love' -
and sometimes I just call it YOU.

- 2Pen