the least i can do

you like me,
for now
but what happens
when you stop,
when you slowly
realise my flaws,
when my quirks
aren't so novel,
when my laughter is annoying,
my snoring unbearable,
my quick witted remarks
feeling more like attacks
than the playful jests of youth -
unrequited loves make for
an pessimist of love.
and i am no exception
i've seen love die and fade
like flowers in frost's embrace,
i wouldn't blame you
if you change your mind.
but know, i'll cherish it
while it lasts,
it's the least i can do