An Ode To A Boy

An Ode to the boy who will probably be the only one to ever love me for my madness, and not despite it

I hope you know that how long it took me to realize you really love me,

Is not a reflection on your love

But on the fact that I never thought I could be loved.

It's not that you loved wrong, it's just that I was too blind to see

That love doesn't always need to be seen

That it is often felt

And in the deepest places

And now that it is all I feel

I think it might just swallow me whole

It's not that you loved wrong,

It's just that I didn't know something could feel this right.