one more

 

i fell in love with you

not because i was bored and needed somebody

not because i wanted the attention or the time

not even because i wanted to feel special or be loved

but because you made me feel how it was to love again

no questions, no conditions, no expectations of anything in return

every time i looked at you, i pictured the rest of this life with you

i wanted the petty fights, the boring afternoons, the random talks,

the corny jokes and laughs, sunsets, and all the little things

i never thought id want that with anyone. 

but i wanted that with you. 

and even if i know now that those things come with a timeline, a fucking deadline.

i realized i don't care. because i'd still choose you even if it means in the end i'll just have one more left with you.

one more petty fight, one more what if, one more boring afternoon, one more talk, one stupid joke, one barely visible sunset with you.

and even if all that is taken away and i'm just left with you,

that is more than enough. God, you're more than enough.