Now that I have you in my life.
They still talking.
Saying, it's not right.

That you deserve better.
So much better.
They don't see the smile upon your face.
They don't see the happiness that I placed within you from sadness.

They just see, in their minds.
I'm not the right match for you.

If misery deserve company.
Then they are my nominee.
All because they can't really address what's wrong with me.

It's true.
Some people's hates to see others happy.
Which has occurred with you being next to me.

If depressing is needed to describe anyone.
Then these two before me.
Are the lucky ones.

It's real.
Some people's hates for others to be living greatly.