He did still love her,

not knowing if this would be his last chance to say it,
so he said it all.

He wanted to be on the side of truth today, fearless.

Her beauty was not his reason to love.
He just never knew anyone like her, and she was truly like none other.

She did see an inner joy in him increasing by the second which he couldn’t describe
Like a new day began everytime he saw her.

She never did see herself in that way.
and he always admired her for it.

It really didn’t matter what happened after today,
cause he never loved her for her to love him back.
He loved her because the very thought of her made him happy.

Knowing her only made him believe.