You love me.
But not the way I crave.
She loves me.
It feels like a sister.
You laugh.
I owe however caused it.
She laughs.
It doesn't sound special.
You cry.
The sound breaks my heart.
She cries.
I tell her she's fine.
You may get hurt.
I will prevent it.
She may get hurt.
These things happen.
You get hurt.
I will heal you.
She gets hurt.
I call for help.
You are complicated.
I never know enough.
She is straightforward.
I know too much.
You have other friends.
It makes me jealous.
She clings to me.
I wish she would find others.
You leave.
I will count the minutes.
She leaves.
I know she will be back.
You will die.
I will join you.
She will die.
I will move on.
If you reject me,
I will shatter.
If she rejects me,
I will be pleased.
You would be ruined.
So I do not leave that chance.
She would benefit.
Jedi are devoted to service.
You would be disgusted.
I cannot lose what we have.
She would be thrilled.
I could forget about you.
You never asked.
So I never told.
She asked for me.
So I responded.