you are like a bowl of hot soup on a cold day.
everyone is awaiting you and everyone needs you.
there isn't a person who can deny you.
or like a big ice cream cone in the middle of summer.
everyone's favorite.
but i am the frostbite that leads to you in winter.
and the sunburn that you make seem better when it is hot.
unfortunately, people don't want me.
they only want you.
but yet, I am necessary.
you are not nearly as spectacular without me.
-h.m