Misery loves company and he has invited me for a chat.
I sit down, enjoy some refreshments, and find myself unable to move.
What phenomena has such power to compete with that?
The last time that I left, he begged me to stay.
\"I must go,\" I said to him.
I am missing something very important.
He begs for a few more moments.
We argue for a while, but alas, I didn\'t put up a fight.
For I cannot tell him that I enjoy his company too.
We laugh endlessly and then laugh some more.
He knows that his company is what I really adore.
See, he is my best friend and I, his.
We have become codependent in a sense.
Sometimes I leave him and don\'t return for a while.
But I am never gone for too long as the same with my smile.
For he has taught me how to exist in two dimensions.
But at this moment in time, things are a bit different.
For the longer that I remain with him
The harder it is for me to remain there.
But I enjoy being with him
If I am here with him, how can I be there with anyone else?
This was a question that I thought I asked only to myself.
He loves my company
I\'m easy to impress
I laugh even when things are not funny, so he never has to guess
If I am here with him, won\'t people forget me?
How will they remember who I am?
But being forgotten is beautiful
So here I remain
At least for a while