Mine?

I liked when most of your time

was spent on me

So now

I find myself jealous

of the sun that wakes you up

And the moon that puts you to sleep

And to add more, studying is stealing you away from me

Along with other responsibilities

And it’s not that I don’t want you

to have a life separate from me

Cause that’s not exactly healthy

But I can’t help the fact that I want you with me constantly

Am I acting too possessively?…

…Or am I just afraid

that one day

I’ll stop being the place

you come back to

That I’ll slowly become

something you fit in

instead of something you choose