Because Of Him

I'm not going to tell you my name. Why? Because. If we become friends you're eventually going to leave me. Whether it's tomorrow or years from now, you're going to leave just like everybody else. Just like everyone who ever mattered to me. But let me just say this, thank you to the person who taught me what it's like. What it's like to live again. To live life to the fullest, and I'm so thankful that you came into my life. You were a beautiful picture. That every great artist desires, you were the tree and I was a dead leaf hanging by its thread. You were the bumble bee jumping from flower to flower like treasure. But I wasn't daisy in a garden, nor was I a road waiting for its prince chanting. I was just the dandelion that you just happened to stumble upon. I love you. And I always will.