You

You and I were meant to be,
it was clear to both you and me.
Your value to me was higher than gold,
all the love you gave me could never be sold.

Your beautiful laugh was music to my ears,
your emerald green eyes were never stained with tears.
Your smile was enough to make me fall in love with you again,
do you even know what you meant to me?

You were so valuable to me,
you still are,
and as far as the eye can see,
I'm still in perfect harmony.

You told me he didn't appreciate you,
that he didn't love you.

That he didn't value you.

But you know what? You don't need him to love you.
You don't need his lies to make you feel good,
because you are the most valuable thing in the world.

Value isn't something everyone can see.
Some people have an ocean of gold,
an ocean of diamonds,
an ocean of silver.
So to them, they don't need anything else in the world.

But you, my dear.
You are the most valuable thing to me.
You are valuable.
To me.

[ Eh, not my best work, but I had serious writer's block and so this is what came out. ;-; eh I'll probably post another one later. Also, I'm seeing some pretty nice poems here, keep up the good work everyone! ]