You need to know something about me.
You need to know I'm not the person I pretend to be.
I'm not nice, I'm not sweet,
I always run away from the heat.
The warmth, the love,
I put up walls ten feet tall.
Shields that take me away from it all,
It took me the longest time to see the truth,
The walls don't work, they cut me off,
From humanity, from the friends we all need,
I couldn't realize that until you came,
And knocked them down with your sword of love,
You were the first person unrelated to me who I could say I love you to,
Sincerely and completely,
Not just the flirty "It's okay, I still love you!",
Or even the more serious, "That's just one of the things I love about
you,"
Both of which I have said to others,
But you were the first who I could say just the three words and them alone:
"I love you."
So you need to know something about me.
You need to know that I am not the person I pretend to be.
You need to know that you are my best friend, my closest comrade,
Our friendship is not a charade.
It's real, it's true.
It's true that I love you.
The End