You caught me when I least expected it. My soul was black and my heart had closed its doors. Somehow though, you took my soul and painted it in roses, and then kicked down the door to my heart. I never saw you coming, nor did I expect to end up falling, but here I am at 3am knowing you will never love me the way I love you, and still loving you nonetheless. Even though I never meant anything to you, I still sit here and hope that perhaps someday you’ll realise I was yours all along.