They love to say
we bring out the best in each other
that I bring out the best in you,
like that's the only thing I am good for,
the only reason I am in your life.
They smile
and point.
It won’t last.
Eventually, he will leave.
Even the moon goes through phases.
As if I’ll just
pack my bags
and leave you behind,
as if I could just
erase my entire existence.
Baby,
I love how they think
you cannot think
for yourself.
your friends,
all the people around you.
They think they know
the truth
when they see me
half the time.
Baby,
I understand
the concept,
the concern.
But even the moon
doesn’t fully disappear,
If you look closer.
Just because they don’t see it
doesn’t mean
I’ve left your sky.
Some things
are just meant
for you.
No matter
how much they point,
or try to pull you
to the side,
there is no hiding
from you
