I can’t convince you to love me but I can show
who I am when no else is around. I can show you how
shy I really am underneath the loud laugh and the crazy
stories. I can show you how vulnerable I really can be no
matter how tough I try to act. I can show you my box of
memories and walk you through the journey of my life, tell you
my secrets and share with you the lessons I learned along the
way. I can show you how I became who I am today.
I can’t convince you to love me but I can show
you what I’ve written. What I don’t want
the world to see or know, what I wrote when I was scared, what
I wrote when I was broken and what I wrote when I was in love.
I can let you read my words and tell you what they really mean.
I can let you read my poems and the pain behind them, the
letters I never sent and the faded paragraphs I wrote when my
tears filled the pages.
I can’t convince you to love me but I can be your
friend. I can be your wise friend when you want
someone to talk to — someone who can listen and not
judge. I can be your crazy friend when you want someone to have
fun with, I can be your buddy when you just want to watch
sports and play video games and I can be your best friend when
you feel like no one else understands you. I can be
all your friends in one not just to please you but because I
find myself in all these friends and I want to be all that to
you.
I can’t convince you to love me but I can
introduce you to a different kind of love. I can
promise you days filled with adventure and laughter and nights
filled with deep conversations and passionate kisses under the
moonlight. I can promise you unforgettable trips and special
memories. I can promise you mad passion and fireworks, I can
promise to fill all the empty veins in your heart and ease the
restless thoughts in your head. I can promise to fill the void
that creeps up on you at 2 PM on a random Tuesday when you feel
that everything is great but something is missing.
I can’t convince you to love me but I can
perfectly describe what I love about you. The way you
run your fingers through your hair when you’re trying to
concentrate, the way you scrunch your eyebrows when
you’re confused or how your voice softens when you talk
about your family and what’s wrong with the world. I can
tell you how I love you when you’re fierce and how I
adore you when you’re fragile. I can show you how
beautiful you really are and how you add beauty to everyone
else’s life. I can show you your own light and how it
brightens the world of those who love you.
I can’t convince you to love me but I can show you the
parts of me that I love and the parts of me that I hate. I can
reveal myself to you – unfiltered. I can promise
to love you bravely and fearlessly and show you how ethereal
you really are.
I can’t convince you to love me but that won’t stop
me from loving you.
—Rania Naim