Light

A guy has become my light. Doesn't that sound corny? -I mean really Doesn't that sound unrealistic? Ridiculous? A dream? This guy has become both my light AND my dark Does that sound better? Is it more within the phases of life that a guy be both my gift and my burden? my hope and my sorrow? my left and right hand? That guy has become my life With the way that my mind twists in on itself and tremors when he's near, you would think so The only thing I can think of, he makes me bubble and smile to the brim of my existence The only thing I can THINK of, he makes me break down and die as my heart leaves with him My guy...has become my death Well, see, he isn't really my guy But then he is Slathering my body in kisses and attention and care and love and hop- Only to turn around and embrace another girl -Her guy Our guy? This is where the axe of bleeding hearts comes down upon me Leaving only a tattered half with me and a forever beating half with him...