Fake It Like You Mean It

I liked you because of who you were…

not how you dressed

or who you knew

or what you had.

I liked you because of how I felt when I was near you

you made me laugh

you made the world feel a little less bleak

you let me be myself.

I loved you because I thought you loved me for every silly little thing we were…

I loved the way your eyes met mine

I loved the way you seemed addicted to me and I to you

I loved that we could just be anywhere and nowhere, but as long as we were together, everything was perfect.

The world of the living is now a lot more bearable knowing what all that was like.