all for you

I met him online,
Yet I began to pine.
So sweet, delightful and kind,
Who else of him would I find.
His plain black eyes,
Or were they brown, oh I cry.
Never got the chance to stare in them,
Yet they always seem like a gem.
One day I’ll love him so freely,
But honestly will that happen really.
Hopefully he’ll never see this poem of my love,
One day I’ll send it to you in a dove.
Until that day comes, I’ll write this to you,
And maybe then you’ll find it as you cue.
I’ll love you now,or maybe forever,
Or shall I start a great endeavor.
Day by day, I’ll extend it to you,
My hopefully lovely boo.
That was cringe I know.
Yet don’t judge me now though.
I’m too in love to let go.