trin

You

I switch my mood but every time you lean in my stability no longer decides to comply,

I think too hard, to guard myself; as soon as you converse your thoughts all of my beliefs suddenly die.

I have no personal space, personally you\'re the only space I want to be around,

I lose myself in the aspect of our first millionth kiss and from that I never want to be found.

I gaze up to see everything I need, it\'s no longer about a demand or wish,

I reward you with a heart of gold, to put in a loving home, my own elevating niche.