If
it’s
not you
And
it’s
not me
Then who
the fuck
else
Is it
supposed
to be?
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If
it’s
not you
And
it’s
not me
Then who
the fuck
else
Is it
supposed
to be?
I wish you
could see
yourself with a
different view
And know
there are so
many things to
love about you
My only hope
is that she
will see it
again soon too
Then perhaps
you could both
just stop
making do