I need you to stay
Like the moon needs the sun
Like the lungs need the air
Like the trees need the rain
I want you to stay
Like a child wants its mother
Like a dog wants a bone
Like an athlete wants to win
I've always wanted to fly
And I feel you give me wings
I've always wanted to be in the spotlight
And with you I'm the only star
So I hope you'll stay
You have to stay
You have to see how much I love you
You have to know how much I care
You have to wonder how much I would do for you
You have to imagine our life together
I need you to stay
Like death needs life
Like life needs love
Like night needs day
But
You Left
-mjj
This poem is about love and how you feel until it's gone.
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