My Boyfriend

I loved him, and he loved me not.
Or so, that is, I would have thought.
He loved me and, he dumbly thought
That it was I who loved him not.

Whenever I am feeling down
He's the only caring soul around
And when I feel like I'm the best
He's raised me higher than the rest

Someone as great as him
Shouldn't make me feel so great
Someone as sweet as him
Should reinforce my self-hate

His beauty is unmatched
In an iridescent way.
Though it may be worded wrong
Because he doesn't 'glow' per se.

However on a cold, dark night
If he were there with me
Just three words from those soft lips
Would warm me up, you see.

I love to hear him laugh
And I live to see him smile
And when he's sad or angry
To cheer him up I'd run miles

I love him more than anything
And I know he feels the same
And for that I barely even mind
Him putting 'sauce' after 'lame'.
♠ ♠ ♠
So I was chatting with my boyfriend because I got my phone taken away and I was writing a Hetalia poem. I said I suck at poetry and he said I didn't, so I decided to prove it. He gave me a prompt: him. And I completed this in a few minutes. Then he told me he loves me and that this made him cry happy tears. My parents don't know about him so I can't save this to the family computer and mine's broken. So I posted it here, which I was gonna do anyway.