She didn't know

she had no clue

that I was there at every breath she took

My life wasn't mine

because it was her

I just observed

I just felt love

I tried moving on

but

all I could think of was her

I knew her type

it wasn't me

I knew her schedule

her way of being

I knew what she'll be saying next

and I couldn't share one single detail

because I would be a creep

I love her smile

I love her hair

I love every version of herself

she knew I was there

but she didn't remember I existed

each day we fought

she sat by me

I analyzed

I tried

but it was useless

she talked and spoke

tried to annoy me

but I love the way she is

I said "stop talking"

and she talked more

she laughed like her name was "Joy"

and I just sit there as "rude boy"

she looks at me

I see her soul

and then she smiled like she knows

why does she know but won't admit

why does she ruin my day by making it the better way

why do I keep talking when I'm dumb

why does she keep talking when she's smart

she's pretty

she's everything I wish I had

but I myself need to work on.

I know every detail

about every version

of herself she has ever been

because now she has me

and I have her

she accepted my flaws

and I accepted her

no matter how many times she hurt my heart

now she's here

and she still talks

she says "thank you for never giving up"

and I still like the way she smiles.

I still prefer when she annoys me

everyone knew

now

nobody knows

that I

this guy

has reached his goal.