Prose

May I just say I loved you before I knew you, I loved you the moment I found out about you, I loved you before you arrived, maybe that made me stupid, to give you an appearance a personality, because you never got a chance, you never saw the beautiful face you would never forget, you were never told you were loved, yet I sit at home thinking of the face I can't forget, the face I never saw, and hear people take what you never had for granted and I wonder, would I have realized what a beautiful thing we had if you had arrived? or would I go on never thinking about it, just playing with you at the park in your room, watching you as I believe you are watching over me .